Just a little poem a la brava as we say in Spanish. First Draft, no edits, just letting it come.
Here comes the night
Light
Leaves early now
Cold
Creeps
early now
Here comes the night.
Here comes the Moon
slowly now
soft sight
sighs
lowly now
in the dark evening sky.
Here comes my love
Moaning now
hot flesh
on mine
groaning now
mouth pressed
tight
against my lips
knowing now
the way
of my hips.
Here comes the morn
slowly now
timid submarine
glowing now
sublime as
a teen
growing now
into the next stage
of youth.