Night by Marien Tartak
Shiny strings of pearls encompass the silver medallion which breaks the monotonous night into a magnificent scenario.
Dancing in the darkness lovers dance a mood breaking promises later when dawn discovers their tune.
Glorious freedom brings to me the night. Don't hasten the morning that will tear my delight expressed by this sensual and vibrant desire that touches my soul at the most intimate time.
Bath me moon-Sprinkle me stars so when his kisses are gone with the death of the night the magic of your remembrance will let me survive that theatre that is life. |