The night is young,
And I am fresh,
Craving for the warmth,
That lays in another,
The senses are heightened,
And my lady is full,
Blessing this night,
With a silvery smile,
One that I can sit and reflect in,
When my hunger is quenched,
Another night of passion,
Ecstasy and lust,
While my racing heart,
Pounds through the night,
Only offering me sleep,
When the suns first rays,
Bless my sight,
I slip into a deep slumber…
Happiness, safety and warmth,
Lying peacefully by my side…
This is beautiful - love the title.... and the content! Fab! HG: -)
Whew! Beautiful, sensual piece of work here. Nice style and content. Linda
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice poem. It is awesome tobe awake on a moonlit night.