and then there'z thuh dark

.

                            yesss
                             dark

                       yourn latch 'to
                             mine
                         yourn tuck
                    'neath mine wing
                    yourn tuck to thuh
                            'most
                         stow away
                             yourn 
                        taut      titter
                             tough
                            glisterz
                         every moon
                     'gainst your flesh
                     'gainst
                     'gainst
                     'gainst mine
                               freely
                          in thuh pitch
                         and not just at
                                night





*titter: 1610–20; compare Old Norse 
tittra to quiver, Swedish (dial.) tittra to 
giggle

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