Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Eloquent Night

The night is an eloquent form; bespeaks
tenderness at your hands, 'tween your fingers,
lips. A tangible silence; look above
the curves... there's a constellation called love.
Have it in your eyes, this jewel that lingers
by the night. Love is only yours to take.
Make of it, a new dust for morning's sake;
love is only yours to take. Take it in.
Between your fingers. In your eyes; your palms.
Let every space be the spirit, Love;
break free, tonight. Give up all your meanings-
be looked at and spoken of, only as
love. Take it in tonight- all this that sings
of you and me and you and me and You.

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