A sleepless night,
Or a dream of black ice
And a long squeal of bald tires.
And tell the truth,
Side by side on our sides
At crack of dawn, at crack of doom
Each precious drop
From each forbidden fruit,
Until the desert sands run through
Each other now:
Is that not enough for us,
Or must we bind that love to serve
Reflecting to the noon,
While our sunbeams brighten them to
Lee Evans lives in Bath, Maine, and works for the YMCA. His poems have appeared in such journals as Contemporary Rhyme, The Deronda Review and The Golden Lantern. His poetry collections are available on Lulu.com.