The dark sky murmured
lullabies unknown
diving into pools of midnight
with leaps of sibilant shivers

Browsing whispers knitting fogs
that taste like lost stories
sulfur dances and fleeting glimpses
of noon wrapped in deciduous folds

Drawn to invisible climaxes
the gentle souls and roaring minds
chasing comets, tripping on desires
finding always
the sanctuary of raindrop dreams.