The night is mine
Tonight, the night is mine to own, to hold
To walk with
To talk with
To share with nobody
To argue and to party
To laugh with and to parley
To parry thrust and take a
Chance with
The night I have possessed
And strolled under leaden skies
With polka dot spots
Holding it close to my chest
You see the night is mine
And when it is finished
When it has done all that it can
I place it in my pocket
And tell no one
That it is mine
My secret
My friend my companion brother and cousin
Twice removed
In moments of displeasure
Thrown into the fire
Then quickly retrieved
Dusted down and cleaned
According to my mood
The night is mine
For the hours it is out
Among the stalking lights
And the drab and dying sulking sun
I needed no more
No one
Until you came along
And now it is you and I and the night
Of a thousand lovers
Under the dark blue tinged
And lazy sky
So now we two are one with another
One with the night
Martin Elder
Mon 5th Aug 2024 12:13
Thanks to everybody for all the likes and for your comments Manish, much appreciated.