In The Night I Lay Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

in the night
I lay on a rare
night
looking face upwards
to the ceiling dark
tempered by a small
night light.

Of you, my love
thought I
lying face upwards

your face before
me
came and I
saw your pining eyes
ah! those times
we kissed together
in the hummock of love
(as Mars used to catch
Venus in her ecstasy)
so
we
together caught
each other
in our own ecstasy
and
slow murmured words
between one bunch
of kisses and another
oxygen of love
oxygen of the new life
infused into new love

for
in the night
I lay on a rare
night
looking face upwards
to the ceiling dark
tempered by a small
night light.