Cries In the Night

Somewhere in the night wind
A baby cries.
The waves breaking
pulsating inside her heart
she can taste the salty sea air
it dries on her lips.

The sea speaks to her
Passion peace love it whispers
But in the distance a baby cries
On her balcony
The wind pulls her silk nightgown
against her young body

The coolness
of the sea touching her with
intimate invisible fingers
like a lover.
Folded in softness and need.
Far away the baby is still crying

On this nightingale night
sent as a gift for lovers.
The tears flow from her eyes
Will she die in tears?
Drowning in them.
In the night
the baby still cries

In familiar patterns
she sees him once again.
His voice soft and sensual.
His fingers on her naked skin.
If only they had not…..

The robe has opened
her tanned skin
glowing like honey.
They could have been happy,
so happy together.

In the distance
across the night air
A baby is crying......

Then Stops….