Night of the fog

A blurry, pristine moon
Chases me to your morning smile
And festivities
Are in order

Companions: distant
In space, maybe even time
But reunited in the blink
Of a starry eye

A night of unforbidden romance
Of spirits reawakened
A night of dances, of spectres in the wind
Of refreshenings and love

Troubles along the way: to be dealt with
A margin to my story
A text unrivaled, unpublished
Unambiguously me

All will take time
Things are not the same
All will take time
A dissolving of the blame