The night is soft spoken
Satin like a sigh
Erasure edged
Blurred defining lines
Of what is here and now
And what was then and you
The evening somehow brings you back
It’s been so many nights
Just why this one
With all the curtains drawn
And air so light as it is heavy 
You know those skies
That settle in and keep you
Weighted to the gloom
Yet feathery too 
Caressing thoughts and teasing
Apparitions from the wings
If you can leave that feeling
You have a stronger will than mine
I am a captive to these clouds
Of memories
I sit here all night through
And wait for what it is
You’ve still to say
The mists of pewter prowl
Around the trees
Obscure the lawns
The streets
Encroaching ever closer
And now in silver breaths
And whispery goodbyes
They cover me

Sara Mathews     October 2021