176: Longest Night
I remember when the
sun stretched out over the sky
lingering in the corners between
buildings and tree limbs
freckling you with sun-spotted kisses.
I remember how it felt
to be warm-
like my joints were wax
like I could fall into your arms
and it would feel like melting.
I remember
tonight
on the longest night
how it felt once
to see by the light.
But instead of being
afraid of the ever-changing tide
instead of saying
dark is dangerous
I will say
the night is a blanket
covering me in stars
the night is a reminder
that I am worthy of rest
the night is a canvas
for all of my dreams.
I remember the sun
but I am held by the night.
I am not afraid.
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