Dark night, my best comrade,
in her lap all my worries fade.
I shed tears in her bowl,
of my mind’s screeching owl.
A painful wound resurfaces,
plunging into my heart’s spaces.
Dark is the night and dark is the moon,
dreamy facades breathe in ruin.
Fireflies and dragons roam in my soul,
never to find their desired atoll
Unseen shadows lurk around,
vanishing in labyrinthine hound.
I fall from laden tree as if a berry,
lost to ground like a forgotten memory.