Dusk

There is a time I like
After the blinding light
Of the fierce solar disk
And its burning brightness

There is a time I like
Before the soothing dark
Of the protecting night
And its healing calmness

There is a time I like
When I smell the perfume
Of a gorgeous girl
Promise of long delights

There is a time I like
Seeing the shadows more
Than lively colors
Of her freshly bared skin

There is a time I like
Feeling the sweet softness
With trembling fingers
And Oh, so eager lips

There is a time I like
Feeling warmth not my own
Alien volition
Matching my hungerings

There is a time I like
Sharing all we can share
Giving more than we have
Getting more than we gave

There is a time I like
After the blinding light
Before the soothing dark
Sweet memories of her


For Nathalie,
Laurent. April, 10th, 1997
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