stars
in the heavens
hidden
during the day, tonight
a firefly hums me a song
beholding
the deep ebon sky
a vast canvas
to paint the twinkle
of my little white lie
moonlit night ...
alone
on the rickety bench
musing,
fishing your lips
near the drying pond
silhouettes
communing
in the bamboo garden
the thickening dusk
penetrates the evening
fare me well
to the night train
passing fast
on borrowed lanes ...
don't tie a yellow ribbon
rosy dreams
fast fading & melting
in black & white,
the last autumn leaf
flings to the bough
pallid leaves
on the placid pool,
my refuge
of wounded chivalries
rotting in captivity
i am
the night traveler
weary & cold
longing to be back home
to the cuddle of the womb
