Her

The freckles of the night

Smile when they see me

For I remember Her

And She remembers me 

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After dark, I see Her light

I marvel at Her incredulously

I wish I was Her voyageur 

And could leave reality 

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I don’t ever need a flashlight

I am content when lost in Her black sea

For I am Her whisperer

And She my Judas tree