a sliver of a white moon is hung low in a pale bright blue sky... early evening still and the sun's influences lights our world as the moon strengthens..
but the earth will turn on it's axis and soon the moon will disappear into the western horizon, following the sun..
without a cloud in the sky, I already know that this night will reveal a million stars.. the sky black velvet pinholed by pure white stars, each one a hope... a dream... an entire universe to explore, a glimpse of wonders that we might imagine.. colours that we cannot see, distances that we cannot fathom...
and here on earth, ... a million freckles on your white skin... each one it's own miracle.
every star in the heavens is magic... each one a wish, a kiss, a hope, a dream, a mystery... The stars will arc across the sky through the night.. The morning will dawn like this evening, a pale blue sky, the moon following the sun...
but mirrored in the day, across your arms, shoulders, breast - your freckles like constellations... truly heaven on earth.... beauty revealed
on your flesh, wonders yet hidden... a universe across the sky of my thought.
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