absolute night
you pave my morning smooth
glorious gyrations
spin me in their web
beyond the rush
of the meteors and stars
the earth then moves
I am pity without any
further reprove
I am dust without a ledge
to sit upon
you are my Picasso
I am reason enough for you
to turn on the light of the
moon
just so you can see my face
better
than that of when
its in the shadows' embrace.........
(March 5, 2008 526am)