Nyctophilia
No moon.
No stars.
No light.
Just
Shadows, and silence.
This feeling's just right.
Hugged by a blanket. Silk sheet against my skin.
The night saves those thoughts,
those thoughts from caving in.
This poem is about:
Me
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