Night

And I was making speeches
Trying to straighten creases,
Pushing all the blemishes
off your body.
expunging all complexity
Then Night fell
And everything was straight.

Oh how I love you at night
When darkness blankets all
Swallowing daylight’s scars
The sun might disinfect
But the darkness perfects.
My imagination glimpsed
Perfection, for real.

O my love at night
To touch and not see
To feel and not know
Totality of darkness
Climaxed in my heart

We’ll cuddle in the sheets
Of darkness covering the earth
The rats and butterflies
And why ask
Is that sound a burglar, or lover.
I know, it is a heartbeat.

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