A WARM NIGHT


Her hair flowing in the wind

She whispers her thoughts

Telling everything

Then she falls silent

She comes in the night

Holding out her hands

Then she begins to dance

Swirling round and round

I can only watch

Then she smiles

And takes me into her world

We move across the meadow

The trees bending

Back and forth

As I hold her close

Then she vanishes

Alone except for the memory

Of her warmth

Then I walk away

Into the darkness again


Michael V Hechtman