Clouds drift across the moon
Unseen
Unknown
I walk beneath the moon
Unknown
Touched
Silken strands of black drift down and lay
Delicate lace against my skin
Unseen
Exquisite
Quiet slides a dark mantle warm over my shoulders
She whispers
Inviolate
Her Being a silent chord echoing down
Until the whole world vibrates with Her
We grow still
We grow quiet
We realize
We become