The night

Oh, night! You’re goddess of the kiss.
My eyes are looking pretty miss:
She is my pain and part of me,
She is my love and enemy.
I know her smile and every part of body
And science of the love with her I now study
And me in fire, dwelling my – souls deep,
I love you, night! My feeling I’ll keep.
In fury of the day of East
Like waters cool is standing side my miss.
Oh, what a sight! Let’s stop, let’s look at good
And than I can dress my monk’s hood…
You are my women from the Solomons’ Song,
But diamonds from the Solomons’ crown is dun stones.
Oh, night! Your light it’s magic light of win
And Moon like slave, slave of a Quoin
Oh, night! You’re goddess of my mind,
My eyes are looking all rewind.
I wanted her and I was right,
I married and my wife is night.


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