competition: words (love or hate): best original poem

Whisper me a sweet goodnight

for the dark sky is fragile

and if you shout, the black abyss may shatter

and shards of yellow will stream down upon us

this night so lonesome as you fly to your bed

the curtains scream at dawns awakening

and so do my eyes so puffed and weary

for you had to go and

whisper me a sweet goodnight