1960s style Michael Jackson the night, where secrets reside, I whisper the truth, my heart opens wide. A longing unspoken, a yearning unseen, In this darkened realm, I find solace serene. Through veils of uncertainty, I tread with grace, Exploring the shadows, embracing their embrace. Though once a Jedi, bound by the light, Now I navigate a path steeped in the night. The Force, a symphony, echoes in my core, Its tendrils entwined with the allure I adore. Beneath the moon's glow, I dance with delight, A : 1.0