Night Travels


Somber words floating,
stretching and seeking
the veiled recesses
of my heart.

The chambers sealed shut,
preventing light’s touch
where aphotic thoughts
reign as kings.

Sight of night skies
makes the blood flow
rapturously through
each vein.

Night travels through
my body and soul,
awakening every ounce
of my being.

*My writings are inspired by the things I find.  Please visit my About page for the link to my ebay store.