The night begins without us hanging out
haunting gazes speak softly at our absence
Silence too speaks between us
far from the childish darkness
Light delivers us to ourselves
illuminating thoughts harrying hie
Your breast moves
And moves
And I...
Daylight blinds us after a night out
away from lamps lightes
Morning wakes yearning continuance
of a night not lost out
Morning daybreak lighting empty cupboards
and empty kitchen
Even as we reiterate
spawned movement
I kiss
And kiss
And you...
Morning moves
sunrise unenlightened
--andoy, 13 August 1987
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