Midnight.

How long had it been
Since I had last kissed midnight?

Her gentle cold breeze
Her silence
Her expectation.

Midnight feels free to me.

I had a feeling
It became a solid dream.

Midnight sleeps as I dream awake
As I feel the coconut candy dreams
Directly on my skin
Under my skin.

Goodfellow sleeps and sweeps
As a magic day is born in mist.


2009. Winter.