in the groove of the night
free of fright
the moon shines bright
like a spy
the tide roars in
expectation about to begin
watching all of this happen
in the groove of the night
the portal of passion found
not paying attention to a sound
you lost in me
i in you
in the groove of the night
passion has taken flight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem