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His eyes cradle me. They make me feel calm like riding on a blanket in the sky under the stars. Just as clear and beautiful as a cloudless night. His long cold pale fingers are the trees below whispering a sweet lullaby. There is nothing more innocent and lovely than this single night in which I choose to dream. Cold breath like the breeze that wisps my hair into the sky, reaching to be closer. Body like a cat so small and fragile calling for the caress of my hand to ease the lonely ridges of his side. Skin as pale as the moon and just as bright, for when I look at it, it makes me feel bright and at ease, for there is no greater knight than that of the moon that looks over during the darkest of the night, always watching over. A smile that is so childish and humorous it makes this all just a sinful clarity of my wish.