Into Dark

A love poem

Into the dark
that is night into black
that is you, that is delicious.
I release myself high
on the dull glow of your fading skin.
Our searching legs rearrange to recapture
the slow, sensual spirits
of a silent sun
that has turned itself low
upon your pillow.
Sighs falling with the dark into night.
A full moon eclipsing lightly
between your fingers.