The Night
And now goodnight
My lovely one.
Your door will close and so must mine,
And I will lie awake some while
Hearing the wind in the trees -
Hearing your voice in my ears;
Scenting the day's cut grass -
Dreaming of fresh-washed hair;
Feeling the evening's warmth -
Wishing your hug were more;
Lying alone and longing
For someone never mine.
It's a perfect night for loving -
Treat him well.