I love darkness
the inky blackness
that cloaks
and holds
in its mysterious folds
what I wish to conceal
and never reveal.

I love darkness
its color black
which with open arms takes in
and clasps
deep within its heart
all colors beautiful
and never lets go.

I love darkness
the black nights
when naked feelings remain secrets
though without masks
never disclosed
nor exposed
and hidden from even open eyes.

I love darkness
the dark nights
when tears of joy or sorrow
passion or pain
have the same wetness
the taste of salt
and can never be told apart…

-Shail Mohan (Oct 2007)

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