Tuesday, October 04, 2005

AFTERGLOW

A night of heaving
Fun
There's a sense of
Empty
Rustling deep inside
Guess that when the
Light flickers and at last
Outside the sun breaks
We sigh and sleep together

2 comments:

Michael said...

I like this... really subtle in some respects but the image is not.

EL A. said...

Very sexy poem. Very nice.