Awoken

I was born of the night under the third star

I was the product of a wish, a kiss and some hope

I was born again into a new world where my eyes were opened,

slowly and all at once the light came rushing in.

The sensations of emotion filled each; atom and

particle that drifted past, surrounded me or caressed me.

The memory of your smell revived a static heart

and set into motion some kind of fate,

and destiny that lay dormant and intertwined.

And of the night I can now see clearly

For in the night I was awoken.

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