The atmosphere
Is tinting yellow
An evidence
That darkness
Is slowly
Seizing the light
Out of the surface
Of the earth
To play
The other part
Of the day
When man
Is forced
To hibernate
And the evil ones
Are stormed with power
To preside over the night
With the aid
Of the dark clouds
As silent as you are,
As peaceful as you seem,
As beautiful as the sky is to behold at your presence,
An easy passage to death you are,
A tool in the hands of the wicked,
And all you do is instill fear in the heart of men,
As you provide them rest.
That careless night
Our lips interlocked
Enjoying the toothless breeze
Beating from every direction
My hands itching upon your seductive skin
Our breath fading away like smoke in thin air
An indelible moment
When we shamelessly played naked under the bare moon
Dancing happily to the melodious tone carved from your moan
Gallantly unmoved by the beaming eyes of the Almighty
Smiles broadly drawn upon our faces
Without a knowledge of the consequences of our action
P.Lord Shelf 