Worlds Apart

How the night turns itself still
as rhythms fall together and howl.

Light curves, and hides the lust,
Changing with the shivering skies.

Worlds apart spin, rolling dreams
that paint on the face of stars.

Silence breaks with traded names,
Switching from room to room,

Carried from breath that brings
rains and storms and thunder.

Walls echo in bright darkness.
Floors hold down thick air.

Moments pass as nothing,
Filled with sweet everything.

How the night turns itself still
as rhythms fall together and howl.

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