Whenever is ten,
I swear my heart beats faster
Than a drowning man
In the shadows of a gam

The voices that eavesdrops
Are like the devouring poltergeist
In the widerness
At dusk

Goodnight,
You bades it beautifully
Like an Xmas gift
And retires to your paradise
Of roses and candles

As blah creeps on my face
I groan
And croon them like a dirge
And wake nigh them

Singing and singing
Till your wake
But flak out
Somewhere along the line
This is my frailty
I know and admit

Oh!but how I wish
Sleep had being a man
To have bait him
With all the ***
Or all my all

Just a night
That's all I ask for
Just a night with you.

A Poem Written By
©Historian E.Lexano