Night In My Eyes

The sun is in the sky, but I feel the moon as you rest beside me here in a public place that I make private.  We can remember a moment in time, as your lips caressed me with a regal dominion over my landscape.  Some of my royal ties are betrayed in this action, but I wanted to share my breath of relief.  We see the mocha and drink in the stars.  Maybe it is for a special crew to understand me properly.  I am proper property.  Moments like these are brief, and my eyes light the night seeing a soul of the night in front of me.  Maybe the darkness that is celebrated inside of me protects you from the predator inside of you.  Later, I sit on a bench, alone, in the darkness and I see you viewing past my aura with long black hair and eyes.  Now your Wiccan practice is laced through my heart and you will not release.  It is quiet and we belong for that moment of time in the moonlight beneath my favorite tree.  Know yourself more, and then you will find me properly.