Liquid Nights Poem by Jon Blanes

She came without flesh
on the stallion of the night,
I nearly traded her the wind
for her steed, raven black as it was
like her dark diamond hair.

The moon cast shadows
through the window
onto the valley of her waist,
and her spangled eyes
shone like burning stars.
Dark butterfly
do you see the blood of my heart
mixed with the red
of the wine stained floor?
Do you see the crystal tears
that empty my glass?

Rescue me from liquid nights,
caress my face with your tangled hair,
burn this night into the dawn.
Oneiric woman, avant-garde heart,
after so many thoughts
have I found a way
to your love?