Night moves slowly…                                                                                              

                                                     …a black treacle river of sensuous expectation


Night moods bright…                                                                                              

                                                           …as electric rush replaces grey day tedium


Night magic stardust...                                                                                              

                                                           ...as lovers’ eyes lock in promise of passion


Night meets sunrise...                                                                                              

                                                      ...as hopeful singles slink alone to empty beds