Love-Full Last Night

our contacted eyes with no coyness our breaths breathe us together our heartbeats frequently quest a bared night abreast the dark through the dim moonlit crossing the shameless owl's eyesight we, the love spend the time of loving life as on the orbit and longitude of hypnotizing veins one in the body of another submerged in one existence o’ that was last vigilant night till the cock’s flapping its wings into the cage and dawn crows’ cawing this morning sun peeps the silent tired bared pair -April 01, 2019, Chattogram