Sweet Night

It’s been a while, sweet night, 

since we tangled in your embrace

and let our anxious minds unfurl

like leaves beneath a September sun.

Although with you it was always moonlight,

undressing us in your shadows

speaking to us in tongues

inducing us to love you, and her, and them.

So we’d devour every inch of you,

and you’d let us every time

like some deviant aunty

overflowing with tales of sins and love.

For us, you would split yourself in half, 

again and again, break off parts

of you to give to us

and we took it all,

became a patchwork of bodies

in purple, and blue, and gold

the roar of music rushing through our limbs

as you called your sweet mantra Now Now Now!

There is only Now!

Then you’d carry us through crowds, hand in hand,

like paperchain dolls

our heartbeats in each other's palms

seeking a moment of repose.

Together we’d clutch at cigarettes, puff puff puff,

try to hold tight our jaws

to stop our dreams from falling out

on the dirty ground between us.

A most loyal carrier of secrets

we'd drink from each other in gallons

make pacts of sisterhood and forevers 

dreams of changing, but staying the same,

our minds would fly, like

streamers in the wind,

you were       one       long                  grateful                    exhale …

you washed me clean every time.

So don’t forget us sweet night,

it's been a while, but

we are not done with you yet.