full moon—
and the stars tonight
are not alone
Written on January 17, 2024. Visualized by DALL-E and Microsoft Designer. I detect a hint of science fiction, which I don’t mind.
Synesthetic Connections in the Poem
How would the words taste or smell? What textures or temperatures might they have?
In the gentle darkness of this night, a synesthetic experience unfolds, touching all the senses. The full moon hovers like a creamy disc of white chocolate in the sky, wrapped in the fresh coolness of the night air. Its smooth, marble-like surface radiates a pleasant chill that softly caresses our skin.
Around it, the stars dance, sparkling like the finest champagne on the tongue. Their faint metallic scent brings to mind a hint of silver, while their fine, grainy texture trickles through the fingers like crystalline sugar. They shimmer warmly, but not hot, a cosmic light show in the vastness of space.
The “tonight” of this special night tastes fresh and slightly tangy, like a perfectly ripe lemon. It smells of freshly cut grass and feels smooth like a freshly ironed shirt, pleasantly warm like a mild summer evening on the skin.
The night itself envelops us in its velvety darkness, bitter like the finest dark chocolate. Its musky, slightly earthy smell mingles with the coolness that slowly seeps into our limbs. But in this darkness, we are not alone – this thought spreads like the sweet-salty taste of salted caramel, warm and inviting like the scent of freshly baked bread.
The certainty of cosmic connection finally wraps around us like a soft, fluffy blanket. It warms us from within, cozy like a loving embrace. In this moment, all sensory impressions merge into a harmonious symphony: the interplay of sweetness and bitterness on the tongue, the complex blend of fresh night air and earthy notes in the nose, the predominantly soft and smooth textures under our fingers, dotted with fine, star-like grains.
And above it all drifts a gentle shift in temperature – from the coolness of the moon to the warmth of the stars and the comforting warmth of not being alone. In this night, under the full moon and stars, we are nestled in a sensual universe that touches us on every level of our being, making us feel our place in the cosmic order.
Adjectives That Best Fit the Poem
gentle, warm, quiet, serene, calm, peaceful, soft, tender, simple, inviting, humble, dreamy, delicate, tranquil, comforting, soothing, subtle, friendly, intimate, quieting, graceful, modest, light, reflective
