Incomparable

The night is young…
Standing on the precipice, overlooking
A tranquil sea, the stars reflected
In its incomparable, midnight surface.
It’s taunting in its endlessness,
It calls out like a siren, but so timidly
In the hushed whispers of the tide
Lapping at the shore, begging
To be explored, to be discovered.

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