Like The Dark Night To An Owl Poem by Nero CaroZiv

You came to me when the dusk sinks and the wind of night moans
To open my soul and my eyes; the naked body was in thirst view,
A window to torrid passion, and sweating flesh in strange groan
A mirror, you came as the dark bewitched night comes to an owl of night hue


In that darkness I saw the show of all forbidden things
And I learned there is a name to each eyelash and fingernail,
And for every hair on the exposed warm flesh; so far from fairytale
And the scent of summer starry night with birds in chirp and in sing



The scent of cracked pine, is the night aroma of the body in awful lust
If I endure the torments of that night; in soul and in sinew
They belong to you; they have sailed towards you
My white innocent sail into your darkness had been crushed



Allow me to go, on me the burden of sin is gnawing duress
Let me kneel on the shore of repentant and forgiveness.



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