Prolong The Night Poem by Kris Rozz

Hold back from us the golden sandal dawn,
already on the sea the fading light of dreams
and then you're gone.

Prolong the night,
make it seem an eternity,
forgotten life that peels our soul
sorrow cannot find us now,
In night our gentle cover folds.

Prolong the night,
of rapture pending, warmth of kiss
with dusk, the last bird's cry
and the flap of bat's low flight,
trees that go black against the sky,
of pounding hearts do seek.

We live forever in just this day,
the wine of darkness our field of play
and with the dawn, our bridge
of wind that carries our hearts away,
how soon the night will end.

Rozz © February 99