(to be READ) carefully

as I was standing there
in the lines of all the unspoken words
and ideas worth-of-spreading
(maybe I was just full of those ideas)
and maybe just full of (wine)
I stood there, imprisoned in the sky
in skin-caressing midnight glory
I knew as it all dawned onto me
that we all function in process (un)willingly
we all ignite from ash and cease to ash

so dark you are
and I without condemnation
but with highly raised admiration
submerge myself into you claws,
allowing only your claws,
midnight sky (full of stars)