Hand in hand they walk in the night misty breath
lit in the cool silver light. The moon loves
the chill tonight.

Cool Silver Light crystal in my eye, liquid white
rarity blesses the sky and pours herself
through the blind, crashes through the obtuse
laughingly setting the controlled loose.

Power roars through every cell and sinew
setting my soul a-vibrating my energy high
crashes through the sky and I stride through
the stars laughing, joyful.

He wraps her in his starry cloak lovingly he
touches her a kiss to start a fire, fuel
raging desire, drive the chill away they
claim each other in the most intimate way
their souls shatter the stillness with a roar
of loving light. All from a soul-kiss shared
in Cool Silver Light.

- Poet Silver Raven

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