I declare myself your mystery
seek in me
that which you long for
and I will lift you above lust
to where the moon sleeps
and last breaths on linens
are secretly packed away
between the solstice and equinox
await this blaze
ignited by flesh and bones
there, as in heaven,
you can attempt to forget
the midnight memories of me
Eila Mahima Jaipaul
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/midnight-memories/
