In the quiet sound of the night
my pen began to build a knight
... with armor so strong to fight
the boredom of every lonely night
with a cup of coffee's aromatic sight.
As I sip the nectar of my woman
In a dream only mean for a man
I behold upon my eyes the charm
of a loveliness that can truly warm
the chilling heart of any gentleman.
Then in my slumber, I held so tight
upon my arms an angelic light
of a serene beauty so truly might
with her beating heart as we fight
to reach the pinnacle of love's delight.
then with her every moan so calm
I begin to unlock her mystic charm
so enchanted with a music so warm
but damn a cat's fighting at hand
disturbed my dream to love this woman.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like this. A really great poem, with a beautiful flow. A great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Life for the living.