I have waited many nights like this

Through the dissident thunders and winds running wild

Through raindrops trickling from the broken windows

I have waited in my vigilant silence

So dark your visage yet tranquil as smoggy mornings

I have spent many nights trying to discern their silhouette

Against the many shades of grey my vision had painted

In the bleak canvas of nature’s blasphemous hawking

I fear her call, the insistent solicitation of a harlot

Aware of nature’s charm in beguiling nubile minds

I confront my passions in the obscure an’ dilapidated

And in my heart find abeyance my only true calling

Thus on nights like this I wait

I wait for a chance glimpse

A miracle wrapped in misery

And a deliverance eternal

©asamvav111