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Turning Night


Negligence, in the way
you wear that gown
As if heavy, you let it slide
cascading, like a pink-shadowed pool
gathering in ripples, at your feet
This beginning commotion
to our mighty evening
 
Sunlight holds, trying to mold
its embrace around your sides
But I step between
stealing it's reflection
Causing it to leave with nothing
but it's own embarrassed blushing
 
You're mine
Day can never reach
the scattered evening like I
When I cause the stars to ignite
Imploding under the shattered force
of your wild eyes
 
Negligence, in the way
your hair vines, rivulets streaming
Like black water curling
around my finger-branches
I weave a passage, as
moonbeams bend through
our turning night
 
Hands holding wrists;
Knuckles drum-tapping
irregular, with our beating hearts
The walls absorb your flailing
Their hide conceals little valleys
Where you climbed, in peaks
higher into the night
 
Negligence, in the way
we unbraid our arms
Legs fail, into the shallow shadows
of the ebbing white-water linen
As if a current, fading from us
Softly falling aside
 
We lay, as if in the damp wrinkles
of a river-shore
that poured us back out
yet kept our sacrifices
 
The grinning moon, smiles
and wraps us in natural joy
We, now as two clouds
drifting into haziness
within an overturned night.
 
~~~
Written by Styxian
Published | Edited 3rd May 2023
Author's Note
Negligence is used as a play on negligee, at the beginning anyway.  
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