Nocturnes - BATS

In an old trail by the park
Deep beyond the sound of breakers
they gather by instinct
shrouded by night;
congregation to pagan moon.
Glimpse of faces behind trunks
ebbing into tree shadow
Twig snap and leaf rustle
witness their nocturnal dance
Guided by instinct and desire;
fleeting promise of pleasure
Silently seeking through the night



Brazenly and Tenderly Seeking