Nocturnal Delight

How about tonight?

Nocturnal delight

Dressing up the old bonfire

We can huddle close

Kick off what’s morose

And watch a man dance in flames

We won’t know his name

Maybe Puddin Tane

But his embers will warm us

Then we can make love

Two serpents, one dove

As the fire drops from on high

It’s all just a sport

An old fire drenched port

Where we dock and stay at ease

So switch off the light

And give up the fight

So you too can dance for me

Published by Michael Sean Erickson

I write, act, and produce films in Los Angeles. Everything else is conjecture.

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