I lie here in the dark
waiting.
I know they will come.
This patience
this illuminated wakefulness
will be rewarded by their gradual arrival.
Silent,
velvet stealth
brings them near.
Dark grandeur
seductive violence.
Brutes
and ethereal souls
they whisper into the dream tapestry.
Only in the dark may I view their perfection.
Only in the silence may I hear their stories.
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