A Night Wind's Song Poem by Philip Emmanuel Penaflor

The gentle wind moaned
softly as I caressed your
tender body wrapped into
mine in a rhythmic ritual
that brings our minds to the
utter surrender of the
consciousness
into the depths of
unconsciousness;

Tonight we shall conquer
the universe once more
where our spirits roam free
each time we drink
the dewdrops on our lips
and quench our thirst for
freedom from knowing
and soar into unknowing!

The shadow of the moon
lingers deep into the night,
the cold bites creeping slowly
through my stale bed but I
lay me down dreaming of
the warmth of your embrace,
pretending you were
with me tonight.