Night-Walker

I want to melody this tune

That blumes in my soul

That weaves the waves

That eavesdrop

On my secret conversations

With you and my heart

Oh gosh I gush in a rush

With smooth invites

That stencil

Orgasmic pictures

Of you

Flirting with my mind

Picture you, picture me

The juice that the jazz

You spew when you…

Speak my name

Tweaks my spirits

Into delicious shards

Of happiness

Nightwalker

Let’s ride the night’s tide

On a silver galactic trek

To the stars

On an on

You are my

Elisabeth Bond

Double o’ six plus one

Nix mapha

You are mine