late night self

late nights bring surprises
and find me in my prime

pointing into night skies
admiring planets and stars
and big ol' jet airliners

tapping into the collective conscience
using the ideas and casting them back out
for other late night minds

late nights bring quiet moments
peace filled time to dance around the house
to no music
with no shoes
and barely any clothes



breathing up the thickness
of hot spring evenings
slowly evolving into summer nights

at night
i am
who i was made to be
and with a sly smile
i think of what the sleepers are missing

plenty of time to sleep
when the ideas run out
and the mind slows down
and the heart has had its fill