My beloved fool

Soft foolishness hums like a quiet tune, Trust laid bare beneath a silver moon. No second thoughts, no careful rule, Just love unguarded, warm, and true. Longing drips through the slowest hours, Missing felt like pressed night-flowers. Affection spills in tender streams, Sweeter than the softest dreams. My beloved fool, so gently spun, From fragile stars and midnight sun. A baby otter soul, small and bright, Loving so softly, it turns dark to light.