Be still a moment; listen
how silent night has come to the city.
Now for us lain across a regal bed,
beside rain struck windows,
how perfect all things are;
in this gift we give to receive,
above rain splashed streets
with homeless ones to guard
corners with cans ablaze
in tonight's heat, here
we lie with perfection
so modest, so hushed
the kisses in your throat
vibrate the room...