Night is paradise. She is queen
under the watchful moon
shedding her skin.
She greets the self she rarely sees
takes to her shelter on her knees
Safe from the eyes of the world
her inhibitions fall
She opens the wings of her soul
lets them soar to the heavens
and fall to the sleepless dream
where she summons the strength
to don her armor
when the night’s spent.

This was written following Magpie Tales Prompt 165

Monhegan’s Schoolteacher, 2004 by Jamie Wyeth

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