A kiss goodnight...
And here am I,
I'm standing leeward to your hand.
I've brought you summer's last goodbye,
A lovely smell of seashore sand.

My hair is salted like a tear,
My eyes reflect the sunny shore,
And as I bow to see you near -
Hear my buccana touch the floor.

My violent battles fly away;
Your tired face will put me right,
And after such a painful day -
Forget it all.
A kiss goodnight.

October 16-17, 2006.