It will be dark soon
Close the curtains
Shut the night outside
Beside the fireplace
Curled up in an armchair
Fast asleep
Baby-blue eye shadow
Shining round his eyes
His hair at all angles
Against the smooth leather of the chair
And the dying flames of the fire
Casting their shadows
Across his fair skin
Lipstick a little smudged
He sighs softly
As he sleeps
It will be dark soon
Close the curtains
On the world outside
