Last Night

i'm your hug the one that you let have you in the middle of the night that introduces you to the sleepy eye wondrous delight of being delicately awoken in the embrace of passion long enough to carry you to the next moment your eyes decide to close again but until then i am awake with your breath i am the shadow of the light that seeps in from the night through the courtesy of curtains hung by lovers who could never say "no" to each other i am the lick of the wind that tastes your skin long enough to carry you to the next moment your eyes decide to close again and eventually awaken with that "stupid grin" that spends the rest of the day on your beautiful face