Castle in the Shadows

It is in these hours

Alone

Where the night comforts with cool arms

Where I feel

At peace

Amidst the silence

The grin of tiny lightbulbs

As they struggled against the oppressive dark

I find courage in

Their unflinching demeanor

I find myself in

The shadows that wish

To overcome them

Yet stoically

They stay lit

Guiding my hands to foreign worlds

Guiding my spirit

Away from the flesh

Here, where the night sings

Always on key

These tunes of reverie and

Pure pleasure

Come to me, she whispers

Lie in my arms

For one moment

Her voice chills the spine

This is the comfort of the grave

And she is the siren

Here, where my mind can rest

Free from the struggles of the day

Free of the overbearing sun

In the plane of

Souls

She lies, this creature

Of sand and fog

Having mastered the art

Of seducing me

It is in these hours

Where we are gifted with

Silence

That the empty spaces conjure

The most serene images

And the sounds

Of molecules of air colliding

With the fingertips of the trees

Whip and whistle

Their introduction to

The masochism of morning

She calls me home to

The land of the dead

And I grasp feebly

At the streetlights along each

Junction

Praying that their courage stays

While simultaneously

Hoping that they fade

That I could fly, if only

I couldn't see

The ground

Knowing that I would die, if only

Cause I ceased to speak

In certainties and straight lines

I believe

In gravity, but in my mind surely

No such thing would keep me

Here

But the outline of these city streets

Still keeps my eyes from wandering

Too far

It is in these hours

Alone

That I have come to know me

Amidst the sharp-tongued owls

And symphony of crickets

As dawn prepares

To renew her assault

To shine upon my faults

And bring me hurtling back towards earth

Where I may dress for the next day

Beneath the burden of these words

And remember

Only hours before when

I knew her

Now scouring the

Dawn

For a pocket of shadow

A place to return

To the night I love

Where the world lie

Shapeless and newborn

Where the faithless are renewed

By the spaces we've never

Viewed

Upon our castles and coffins

We sit laughing

For the living would call us

Many names

And never know the language

That the night speaks

Or that the dead can still hear

Her voice

Oh night, my vice

You've remained at my side

So far

Now we've just one

Wall to conquer

So prepare your soles, for there we climb

And our kingdoms, though fractured

By the sunlight

Are as vast as

The ocean

As expansive as

Our dreams

At night.