Good Night
playing among the ruined languages
W. H. Auden
was it for you
just a lonely moment
that we met
and by chance
responded
that we
smiled
laughed
stammered
reassuring syllables
no language
in common
and now
that moment past
between us
you've taken
your self elsewhere
you don't hear
don't answer
air void and silence
slowly creeping
over my night
I miss you
cannot tell you
Good night
Safe
Inside me
you are safe
Inside me
all about you
is forever