Night Cruise
By Te’Kia Miller
Again whisked away to this waiting chariot
The evening blesses this rendezvous
In brief coronation of twilight
Evening descends its cloak gently
And I am warmed by your coat
The eyes of the moon gleaming
In the tender breeze of your words
We cruise through sound
The dark ether rippling with music
In our comfortable silence
Punctuated by the marking blaze of kisses
Held on wrist and hand
Streetlamps blur with the stars
Until left behind in this hectic realm
Only the stars know our way
And sweetly we whisk away to the unknown
As shadows passing along
Silences of the road
Original. 2019.
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