"The Night Waits" (Draft)

The night is young
And so are you
Your spirit is as young as a 22 year old
In the fist of his youth
As old as the sands of time
The waves that crash along the east coast
As the earth has held people
The night is young
And Your efficiency in life
Is similar to that of light bulbs’
Ability to create light
Functional but not like the sun
The girls wait at the bars
Pretty and buxom In tight jeans, in short dresses
With keys in their pockets
The keys to their hearts
But you don’t want them now
You want to drive until you
Can see something better
And then you stop
There is always something better
The car sits in the driveway with a tank full of gas
Your favorite shirt hangs
You favorite pair of shoes sit perpendicular
To the bed at which you rest
A frosty mug right next
The latinas with the pretty faces
And warm hearts
The black girls with the pertruding rumps
And homely appeal
The white girls with the
Firm breasts and good attitudes
The asian girls with
exotic appeal and insides similar euphoric
The best of it all
Prospectively at your disposal
The night is almost always young until
About 330am
And then it becomes late
The raindrops trickle
The sky continues to glow
And you lie in bed
Knowing
Knowing that the world awaits your graceful arrival
It all waits for you to arrive
And show them all what’s what
To redefine leisure and remind them who is the king of it
And while they wait you rest
Because some day the time will come.