Sleeping Out

		Turn back the bedsheets of the night
		that I might snugly crawl within
		turn out the light that is the sun
		turn on the radiance of the moon
		let the breeze caress my face
		whispering childhood lullabies
		as I reach up to pluck a star
		and clutch it safely to my breast.

		Tiny firefly of the sky
		share your glow with me
		pulse gently as we breathe
		until the fire has died.

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