Sunday, December 10, 2017

Comforts of Night


Comforts of Night

By Armando Ortiz


Moon rays bombard

the anchored boats


Off the coast

they sway


We follow owls

through the night


Evening desert winds

pass through the canyon


Blowing out

to the silent bay


While your hand

feels my back


Rustling leaves

flood the arroyos


The cool oven jet streams

feed our burning fire


We sleep naked

warming each other


Mockingbirds

cut across


Manzanita trees

surround us


We embrace

under a blanket


The night is a starry splendor

sleepless but fully awake


We enter each other’s eyes

and find comfort


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