Come to me in the after light.
In the silence after the sun slinks
into sleep somewhere beyond the clouds.
I crave to hear the loud.
I want to know you in the pre glow.
When we are blanketed by darkness
in a bed of thieves who steal hearts and don’t want for money.
Kiss me like you need my company.
I want you like dawn wants to caress these grounds
and night wants to pillage our secrets.
I want you,
touched by morning,
bedded by dusk,