Night Delight

The light luminous matte dusty
mindscape swims, along it then
receding triangles like pale blue
flags, bowed lines flowing -
and I a hand squeezing split lips
in confused delight
drumming fingers
hand following vedge divine
and waking from the sands of sleep
to find and after, there, of love;
Of midnight waking dreams embrace
send sleepy warmth with
swift lucidity to come
to come and then recede like waves
pulled by moonlight into sea, and
yet again to dream and wash away
to be a castaway
on (the) shores of morning.