SANCTUARY
She reclines against the curve of the crescent moon
with her back nuzzling the smooth arch of the pale yellow
One of her legs slips over the edge, lazily swinging back and forth
until the toes on her delicate foot make contact with a star,
delightfully sending it streaking across the midnite sky
leaving a trail of glittering bits of stardust in its wake
The stretch of her smile brightens her softly illuminated face
She is completely at ease in the cradle of the indigo nite,
safely tucked away from the chaos of the world below
Basking in the solitude with time to explore the regions of her mind,
she gazes at the wide expanse of bedazzling nocturnal jewels
that she can catch and balance on the tip of a slender finger
before shooing them away with a puff from her pursed lips
This celestial abode is all hers for these treasured hours
©Nikki
