In The Island Of Lovely Toys Poem by George Samuel

Put out the light,
Let history celebrate the night;
Where a shy queen lay, most beautifully,
And an axe man stroke more passionately;
A good night Without a storm,
Where two enjoy a silent mourn..

A passion never was shared,
Like two delicate entangled beard;
So deeply found,
Searching seemingly, what can only make a man proud;
The joices and the joy,
In the island of lovely toys..

Yet beckon for more,
Like they never had enough;
To endure till morning,
When the jealous sun come burning;
Like an angry wild fire,
And put away this midnight rose desire;

To scourge and melt,
All dreams crafted at night..