NightTime

The night outside

Glows through the

Slats of window

Softly as though

My yard had

Been blanketed by

A midnight snowfall

Or like Venus

Hailing its moon

To cool my

Night in subtle

Shades of blue

And gray as

I recall that

One night in

Curitiba on the

Beach as low

Tide tickled the

Sandbar beneath your

Naked silhouette while

The Orange dawn

Broke yellow upon

Your brown skin