So long dear night so long.
Well, the day has kissed the leas a true goodnight and you have scripted my whole story upon the hours of time.
I hold no grudges but instead I profess a true gratitude for being. Here I am and tomorrow I will be.
Dear night. You know of all of my secrets and cloak and dress them in astute intergrity. Hold me again dear night. I want to feel and fill your cold kisses. It is night again…
What a night…
Ayoub Mzee Mzima © 2013