The Night Thief

Last night as you laid defenceless at 4 am 

Seemingly enjoying your much-coveted sleep

I stood silently watching as Morpheus the Greek

Lullibied you with his sweet seductive mesmerising music 

To beckon you to his secretive hypnotic realms 

Of so mentally exhilarating ever-changing keeps

I saw you unconsciously toss and turn 

To shake off that white silken protector sheet 

To show the unseen spirit world 

You were nearly totally naked underneath 

I saw all the red lights of salacious yearnings 

Burning

Appear in your ever-shifting aura

So suddenly and start flickering

I watched them burn so damn vividly 

Lighting up that dark room 

So incredibly beautifully 

Who was this angel 

This princess who laid before me 

Shaking and turning in her deep sleep

That beautiful vision who still appears 

As Father Times old clocks that he carries like his favourite toys

Ticks and so relentlessly beeps

Was it you that I saw Mon Cheri 

As all those crimson mists 

Spun and swirled 

Painting stunning surreal tapestries of amazement with your aura

As your soul begged to be freed 

To be unfurled

As I stood upright whilst summoned to silently wait 

In that darkened room

I watched your soft fingers reach out 

As you laid fumbling and murmuring for someone or something 

It seemed 

To feed your hungry mouth with something delicious like red wine

Served with by the silver spoon of the Greek  God of wine and fertility and drama

 Dionysus 

Did you feel my sharp eyes whisper pagan spells 

To make you open yours to look my way

And see me standing proud unafraid 

In your midnight tomb

Did you hear them say

All your dark fantasies that you unconsciously engage within every day and night

You need to me confess tonight 

All your locked-up minds deeply hidden secrets 

It conscientiously keeps

You need to me

Release

Did you feel my strong fingers 

Running up and down your curvaceous waist and skin 

Then across those succulent red lips 

Which parted to let me in

Which demanded a taste of a resounding conquest 

With you as the prize of a nighttime quest

I will visit again tonight and promise I won't be too late 

Whispering dark spells as you once again sleep 

When Morpheus the Greek takes you literally so vigorously 

To rapturously go so deep

Will you open your beautiful eyes 

As my strong fingers once again begin their exquisite journeys

To the heart of all your Bermuda Triangle of yearnings

As your innermost soul begs for carnal release 

From all of your life's unwanted griefs

Shall I call like a now welcomed and much adored expected thief 

To claim you forever as you wilfully turn over 

To then look me deeply in my hypnotic eyes and wantonly encircle this simple thought 

You're just a sinful soul just like me 

Even though you try to hide it all

Despite all your much-heralded outspoken religious beliefs 

It's why I visit

For I was summoned like a thief in the night 

As your soul cried out and called for its chains to be broken 

For it to be released 

Copyright John Duffy