Out of this hollow mass of skin,
A new star ascends the divine vault;
The heavens brighter,
Noctophobia outshined.

Like Moses I part my drapes
To let peering your familiar watchful gaze
As the night’s spell of heavy lids
Transport me to temporary oblivion.

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