cool air caresses my
too warm body as
I stand at the
window
watching the play of
moonlight on
seawater
fruitbats and boobooks call
across the valley
out, foraging in the
night light I see them
sweep across the sky
shapes dark and sinister
against the dusting of star glitter
behind me man and cat curl
into tighter *****, seperated by
doona mountains
I stand letting the breeze cool
my skin, and await the
next shadows rise and fall
upon the deepening darkness
of the summer sky
