I could kiss the sharp night air,
Make breathless love to the,
Goddess Nocturnal,
I've fallen for her umbra,
I'd gladly sell my soul to her,
If I could live on as a star,
Shining, a beacon, after the
Setting of the sun,
Chasing the crescent
Of the pale, pleasant moon,
Wild and reckless,
Cutting a swathe through
The Black-blue satin of
The deepest sky,
Through the small hours,
Only to disappear again
At the break of dawn,
Leaving a burning hole
In the hearts, souls,
Of the night dwellers.
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@minxyMolly yeah I had another email this morning, he's still getting over altitude sickness and having the flu - he calmly informed me that people have been dying from this strain of flu! ๐ฑ (Hence the poem 'First Aid') but he says he's getting better and is determined to not die ๐
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