Night Queen by Vanessa Zanella The moon, fat in the sky, pale and forlorn Tribute to an empty world, song of nothing The bulbous nightlight beckons my soul Calls out to me, distant whispers on the air The night is a cloak upon my shoulders I wear it well, it is my second skin, fits me Ethereally I float upon the moonlight, glide Reaching heights never before reached Darkness knows no boundaries, it devours Shields me from the longing and loneliness Washes away, renews, refreshes, livens I am one with the nighttide, riding the waves Shadows are tenebrous, indistinct forms lurk They bow to me, I am the Queen of the Night Reigning supreme, I am transported, muted The black depths are the depths of my soul I gaze into the mirror and behold a twin, mate I am at home in the night world, it welcomes me Fleeing from the light of day, the fear, pain I anticipate, waiting, hoping, willing it near When it arrives, it always does, my blanket I am comforted, shielded, enveloped by truth