deep, dark sky
spreading over the earth's
moonlit body.

as the infancy of night
passes by, the air between
the sky and earth
grows thinner. Sky's swelling weight
is felt, and pulled in by Earth
-both are left gasping for breath.

that tightrope between soil's solidity
and the wisps of heaven,
anchored to the reaching branch of a tree,
sliding through that barren land of
dim-lit restaurants and chiming wineglasses,
charming words and coy smiles,
is traversed by a libertine
creature called Night.

They create a beautiful contrast,
the charcoal sky and white, moon-
kissed land. separate, but
deep and more deeply
intertwined as Night grows older.

one can try to stand still
look upward
become enveloped in the intoxicating
interplay of the two. and notice
new stars magically emerge from
the dark sky