after midnight

This work is from an obscure subset of the poet's works, but I find it charming.

after midnight

the lights fade.
where we played
games of hide and seek
with hearts that reek
of fear and hope.
hidden now in limbs
entwined and touching
bravely. courage found
in more than a maxim.
love found in more than a quote.
rote memorization
inadequate for an
intimacy worth sheltering
in the night from the chill.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.