Janice Windle


(For Dónall) One of Those Nights (2)


It was one of those nights
when the moon was a bright token,
a silver coin that we would spin
and on its fall, win - always win -
the love that in the day we'd spoken of,
the long moonbeams silvering
your shoulder as you turned to me,
our faces separate only in name
and then not that... our fingers
searching skin and finding
satin, rippling muscle, softness
of hair and lips, effortless flow,
limbs suddenly fitting spaces...
congruent... inevitable...
pleasure arriving
like a long-awaited guest
invited in...
making conversation wordless,
intense...
moonlit...
one of those nights.

Submitted: Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, September 08, 2009

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