Night Of Gentle Breeze Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

'Oh! night of gentle breeze
gliding along the line of trees
why do I always think of you
that even in my bed
with stars twinkling overhead
you put me in sweet harmony
reading your letters and poetry

in a dream you let me see
the history of your city
when I embraced you by my side
you turned your back to me
but from a distance
you looked back and smiled at me
and from where I stand
I knew and understand

when awake in the morning
with the bird's usual calling
I just felt my heart's secured
from you that I adored.'