Blessing of the Night

I, Oskar, declare unto all who would listen what the night brings to me.

The grace of the night blesses me with my Eli and allows me:

To know the joy of darkness full and the dread of morning light.

To know the love of one centuries old yet forever young.

To feel her breath upon me and the soothing rhythm of her heartbeat when I
awake during our daytime slumber.

To see her beauty outlined in the darkness by the gentle light of the moon.

To see the silhouette of my guardian angel against the stars as she takes flight.

To watch the snowflakes gather on her dark long locks only to add more glimmer to
that which already shines.

To lose myself in her stare and hope she never blinks.

To take pleasure in the sound of her voice and know my name upon her lips.

To play the fool only to partake in her laughter and enjoy her smile.

To hold her near and tight only to feel her move closer and grasp tighter.

To be frolicsome at any moment knowing she is by my side and consenting fully.

To know her thoughts both sincere and frightening.

To be her comfort and refuge after the dark gift has compelled her.

To know her fully, with tears and smiles, claws and fangs.

To know that she is mine and I am hers by the caress of her gentle kiss.

To soar in the moonlit sky and gaze upon the heavens with her hand in mine.

For the blessing of the night I am gratefully indebted.

What could the day possibly offer?

Oh that the sun would fall and the moon reign.

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