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Oct 2012
I heard you knocking
with the long red rays of sunset.
Tranquility falls over the land as the sky blackens.
You step into my chamber and disrobe.
Before me now is the Night, in all her bare, transcendent beauty.
The icy fingers of wind which which whip over our bodies do not discomfort us,
in fact they welcome us into her realm.
As Night embraces me, we sway with the wind.
We take in the energy of the moon
and the beauty of the crisp, clear, dark and speckled night sky.
This poem is from over a year ago.
Anubis the Philosomancer
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Anubis the Philosomancer  29/We're all a bit mad here.
(29/We're all a bit mad here.)   
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   --- and Pen Lux
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