Darkness

Darkness who says is rude,
It offers a warm and kind solitude.
Your body starts to feather and glow,
Organs in light air dance, mellow.
Gleam of the stars with eyes ajar,
Passes and stays without a bar.
Your mind slowly stops and thinks,
It touches the being when blackness blinks.

© supratik 2020
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