Last Night

Nature had pulled the blind
And put on the crescent candle in the sky so we won't go blind.
The wind was dry and frosty
It was subsahara winter not roasty.
The cold made my teeth shatter
And my shoulders shadder.
But my soul was warm.
Under a big neem tree I stood tall,
I stood tall waiting long.
Then I heard the variagated and dry
Crispy leaves suffering a weight cry.
I took one twirl,
And there she stood - my godess.
A few steps and I could see a beautiful dahlia,
A few more and I could touch my darling.
I closed my eyes and tensioned for a kiss which I missed.
I missed a kiss that could quenched my blazing tongues of passion.
Just then I heard her whisper lightly...
'Open your eyes'
When I did...

A dream was my realization
'Cause beside me, there she lay
Glowing brighter than the sun in the dark
And her visage well arced
Separated by a gleaming smile
Carving into her cheek a crater and exposing her teeth
Which embarassed the night stars
Made my blood rush through my veins
With the fury of a zillion streams searching for freedom,
And a consuming sensation
As strong as the earth's foundation.

Now we lay close and near amalgamated.
Her embrace was warm; better than that from my mother,
Her feminine skin was soothing and tender;
Better than the finest satine,
And her sweet scented nature;
Better than the perfumes from all of Arabia.

My greedy hands slide of her shoulders
Down into her gentle vale waist
Right onto those soft semicircles...
Her spartan limbs also curresced mine,
The firm bulbs at whose sight
One remembers baby life also kissed my chest tight.
While my eyes were fixed on her's
Eyes so magical with enough magic to
Seize my breath and petrify my heart
And still give me life.

Then suddenly started quivering,
So I opened my eyes
But she was not there.
Rays of young sunlight streamed into the dark room
And on my bed there was a pool...
A pool of little drops of life.

This event which climaxed yesterday's night
And was the treshold of today's day
Was a dream not a lie.