Sunday, November 9, 2014

THE NIGHT COMES




The night comes soft and quiet.
Dragging its feet.
Lurking in alleys and hallways.
Hiding its long tresses.
Come to me, night.
Come to me, now.
I can’t wait anymore.
Your time on earth is limited.
Enter my domain.
A domain filled with darkness.
Filled with spirits, holding
their pent-up breaths for you.
Yes, come closer.