Words of affection 
whispered in dark
breathing and sighs
heard as sleeping 
a body warm
moves and moors
like a canoe 
and the candles 
one by one 
like the clouds 
quietly go out 

I truly do 
enjoy looking at 
the twinkling lights 
of some far
off place from 
my bedroom window 
some other place 
way out there
it brings joy 
me knowing this 
that there are 
others at night 
there who just 
might be looking 
back at me 

Be selfish with 
not selfish to 
be good to 
not good for 
be best at
not better than 
focus on you
and not them 
for they are
and never you 

Just another
season in
just another 
year of 
just another 
lifetime time 
ticks I’m 
not so
sure why 
we stand
vigil nor
pay it 
such attention 
for surely 
it does 
not do 
the same 
for us