Under the Darkness of the Night

Miha Dalaya
1 min readFeb 13, 2022


Photo by Keenan Barber on Unsplash

Your memories meet me under the darkness of the night,
Under the shadowing oak tree,
Where the leaves of gold hide their colours under the reflections of the moonlight.

Your breath waltz through my ears and onto my nape,
Lingering and standing longer than it should;
I shouldn’t enjoy it, yet I cannot bring myself to fight the urge of indulging in your presence.

Onto the moon-lit horizon I see your silhouette,
Masculine and roughly-shaped among the vast plains of tall growing grass and the scent of lavenders that drift amongst the wind.

You surround me into the depths of this night,
Unmoving from the boundaries of the sky and earth,
The cooling of your breath that collides against my mortal body,

And your memories…

Our memories.

Even under the twilight of the pre-dawn,
Even from a distance,
I can see you.

I can feel your love.

I can feel you.

And, there’s nothing more perfect than this moment here…

Under the darkness of the night.



Miha Dalaya

I am Amisha Dalaya! You may have caught on… my pen name is “Miha”. (mihaloes.my.canva.site/)