Night Soft As Silk - Helena Deland

Night’s soft as silk

Say you could rip and pocket part of it

And always dress to kill

Kitchen table, cupboard talk we spill

We could go on 'til

Something made a tear for real

And night pouring in

We can really sit together

Everything is left to say

The shyer part of me, the maker

Come on and make her brave

Pour me another drink

Midnight hours are gone so fast

I’ll tell you what I really think

Of your lover if you ask

He’s acting like a child

Moon moves along

There had been no music playing

But the sound not unlike song

Of the deep, dark night on the other side

The room’s reflected on

The window you stand up to open

Night pouring in

World’s drunk on us, my darling

Everything is left to say

Rarest part of you is open

I’ve been hoping days

I’ll pour you another drink

Early morning hours are wild

Tell me everything you think

Though words can be so mild