the edge of night crawls towards me
prowling like a jungle cat
inching slowly eyes locked
ready to pounce
how it would like to swallow me whole
and there was a time when i would let it
Light though has shown me higher highs
than i ever dreamed on the dreamiest nights
soaring close to the brightest star
sun has warmed me through and through
alive with heat i turn towards the night
refusing to be prey
steady my gaze
spread my wings
and fly
not the flight of fearful game
the confident flight of one who knows
darkness harbors no safety
edge of night hunt on
i take no comfort in your devouring stare
January 21, 2011
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