In the half-light before dawn
Office buildings, fluorescent lit
Your silhouette dances across my wooden floor
A breath in a crescendo
Your fingers flutter across my eyes
Whisper offers to the moonlight
Curse the darkness in your cries
Through the sky a wavering light
But before the sun, the body drifts
Black mascara leaves trails in the white
Milky skin, pomegranate lips
Offering no words about intrusion
Succinctly with your hips
Under covers we are playthings
Lurch back home as I drift-away
Kisses snowflakes, fresh coconut and rose
Your warmth in nothings until you stay.