Night Owl

You were restless,

Like a night owl

So I let you

Fly away

Towards the silver moon

And the bright stars.

The sun:

Lethargic from the darkness

Stayed hidden behind the trees.

The evening ebbed on

The mountains tops

Of youthful yearning

And deadly desire.

I shut my eyes

And fought your dimpled grin

And the goose bumps

Forming domes on my skin.

The winter air

Wrapped its arms arround my waist

And tugged on my hair.

Like a snow angel,

I fell to the ground

Waiting for new snow flaxes

To cover the lost time.

But, the crisp air

Bit my senses

And the wake of your presence

Burned the soles of my feet.

The cayote wind hollowed

And the over cast clouds laughed

At my wishful thinking….