Good Night Poem by Jacinta Nabakooza

The sun's down yet night falls in so elegantly
Long, the clock will crawl
For sometimes on nights like this
the stars suspend above
shining
and my mind below sinks
pregnant with words yet unspoken.
Midnight, now drowns
me deep in the silent sea of love
with more hotness
than warmth, and so in bed I turn
and twist sleepless
For this mind swings pivoted
on someone beauteous like you
- spring of these unquiet
feelings
tuned to idleness
of dreamy scenes.
I'll frame the night of my thoughts
into a good night.
Jacinta Nabakooza