- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Night Wears A Sombrero
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I stand in darkness, my cheeks aglow,
Knowing that tomorrow will dawn grey.
Still yet, this night wears a sombrero.
Bright music wafts through the palm tree grove,
So, closing my eyes, I slowly sway.
I stand in darkness, my cheeks aglow.
Demons tempt me to just let go
And my mind overflows with decay,
Still yet, this night wears a sombrero.
Looking back on deeds filled with sorrow,
Heart heavy with the 'membrance of pain,
I stand in darkness, my cheeks aglow.
Hot tears coat the shaky breath I blow,
Whispered curses haunt me as I pray...
Still yet, this night wears a sombrero.
Music lifts me from the hell below,
My thoughts are scattered in disarray.
I stand in darkness, my cheeks aglow.
Still yet, this night wears a sombrero.
Trigger #43-title a poem "The Night Wears A Sombrero."
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