Saturday, August 25, 2012

the night of shadows



The palm trees waving
In the night of dim lights
The soft wind blowing...
Touching the leaves

In the garden of a house
Far away from the preying eyes
The woman with her lover
He just climbs over the fence

In the night where sleep takes
She comes out to meet her man
Under the shadows of the palm trees
They roam their fingers and bodies

The touch of breasts
The roving fingers never end
The light touches of the wind
The soft murmuring in the quiet

The woman fingers stroke
The sugar cane emerges into the open
The night of the midnight cruises
The owls hooting in protests

The smooching tight
The erotics of the night
The dogs and cats fighting
Knock down cans and dustbins

The lovers in the night
They swim into the dim light
The strokes of many styles
The owl hooting in protest

The half naked souls
Under the palm trees flow
In the far distance like dark shadows
Copulating the night away



The sugar cane gets grilled
Into the machine of natural lips
It squeezes out the juices
It never goes to waste

The soft sounding echo
It splits the night into reality
The lights are switched on
The man quickly climbs out

He disappears into the darkness
Putting on his clothing and run
The woman gathers her belonging
Before the strict father comes charging

She sits on her swing
Humming her melody of her night
She closes her eyes
Let the night engulf her soul

What are you doing so late at night?”
I can't sleep so I hang out in a swing
The stars are bright and it's a cool wi nd”
You better get into the house...”

The daughter doesn't make any protests
She walks pass her father head lying low
Along her walk she smile secretly
What she has done a few minutes ago...

I know what you do!
I know what you do!”
The owl hoots in exchange
The woman stares disbelief

She runs in quickly
Bolts her door and wait
Finally the morning rays
She knows she is ok

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