Saturday, April 23, 2005

The city sleeps. The stars shine. Eyes see. The night breathes.

Night is so wonderful. It makes you incredibly aware of everything around you. The slightest movement. The smallest sound. Eyes become unimportant. Ears reveal everything. Touch is your ally. It makes you feel so incredibly alive. Everything becomes eerily beautiful. The moonlight cloaks you in mystery. Your skin becomes ghostly white, almost translucent. You close your eyes, and you can feel the darkness closing in around you. Not harmfully. Softly. A blanket of darkness. Comforting. The moon shines so bright. Things start to happen. You may not see it, but you feel it. Magical things. Things that cannot happen in the day where the bright sun shines fiercely. Quiet things. Things that can easily be missed unless you are looking for them. Things that only happen when the moon shines at its fullest.

It's the sort of night you treasure, and hold to your heart. Keep it safe. Not necessarily secret however. But special. A night you only share with someone very very special. A night of true mystery and magic.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I couldn't agree more..

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