Our Midnight Palace

Sunlight, oh do go away! Midnight is created for dreamers all. Who tango dance on lovers' stars. In slippers of the finest silver made. We, who don't require the icy cold roar of the crowd. Just eyelids flutter, for each other. So come, my cheished love, join me now. To my universe that sparkles with only us. So in love with the moon and stars. Walk the floral winding poetic staircase now. Intoxicating gardenia in my flowing hair. In our soft, opaque togas, waving in celestial air. Where only the scent of truth and beauty consumes us. In their magnificent, Midnight Palace Garden~ Ah, yes, so magnificently extraordinaire! March 6, 2020 Noon PST