Night

Bare, you move your eyes over me
Like the first rays of morning
Caressing the fresh green grass.

Bare, I covet those unknown lands in you,
Those tiny lanes and pathways
I was too afraid to cross.

Bare, you lie down for me
And I find home in your arms.

I bathe in clear waters of your bare chest,
Twiddling with the little black weeds
That shine in the light of my dim eyes.

Bare, your skin and veins become tender
Unlike the masculinity of the day.

Bare, shapely, vulnerable,
Your silhouette reminds me of
The rim of a half-moon
I saw from my fantastical window.
Your pineapple cheeks,
Apple ears,
The lean nose-ridge,
The highways of your neck
Drive me down
Into the night.