Landing Lights

high up in the cold black night sky sharp white light spears through the sky racing towards us coming down a quiet rushing of whispering sound black rubber on hard asphalt rolls with the soft rumble as it goes lights are darkened not to be seen stopping here within the night with the growing roar it descends growing closer with frightening speed with piercing scream touching ground quickly racing out sight eyes not watching turned within seeking in darkness things not to be seen fevered need burning within restrained within a boundary thin tentative movements softly done moving towards what should not be growing passions to restrain kept within a line so thin rising up straddling what cannot be trying to on both sides be moving together growing hot softly moaning seeking what it's not growing pain tears within seeking control over what now is moving away with sobbing cry clean the passions the burn inside bright shiny lights show the way for roaring noise and piercing lights descending from darkness downward to safety found in what may be soft rumble's grow and light pierce flowing moving into the night away from here of what almost was into the night seeking what must be