An Ebony Night

In the velvet ebony night,

Looking up at the night sky.

There isn't a single city light,

The painting in the high.

Toasty warmth under clothing,

Lips stretched in an insuppressible grin.

Heart pumping with uncontrollable joy,

Eyes drinking in every sight of my dream unfurling.

Out on the isolated street,

Hash winds slapping my face,

Not wanting to miss a single white streak.

My head out of the car window,

Enjoying the dreamy phase