Candle lit nights emerge
As we plunge into darkness once more.
Memories from a distant past
Of mosquitoes and sweaty eves creep.
Computers and virtual gatherings end,
The mobile, our best friend,
Till the battery lasts.
The yellow rays of this artificial sun
Shines, sending loving shapes on walls.
It's calming.
A sedative to the chaotic mind.
Faces come together, shadowed.
The mind stills, it calms,
Sitting in the candle lit night.
- Robes of a Muse
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