Belongs the Night (Jamaica Winds)

To each, the night
belongs...
to taste.
To feel,
to touch
one loose embrace.
To each, the night
belongs...
a Sea.
Blue depths obscure
one with to be.
To each, the night
belongs...
to roam.
Unbound mirage
too tiredless home.
To each, the night
belongs...
inside.
A laden heart,
shepherds pride.
To each, the night
belongs...
to cry.
To laugh to feel
one shadow, why?
To each, the night
belongs...
to dream.
Oblivious,
untethered stream.
To each, the night
belongs...
to die.
A willow's breath
last virgin sigh.
To each, the night
belongs...
to grasp.
A hopeful tear,
to last....
to last.

Montego Bay, Jamaica

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