To be your night
The night is worse every day.
Quiet gentle feelings are born
in her embrace.
and a lamp stopped, covered
in the half-darkness of the celestial veil.
Life is born in the dark.
Even the conceived fruit in the mother,
who gave light in warm eyes
the new life.
Night falls asleep at her hatred
the envy of man.
The tears also hide mistakes
every day.
In her bosom, it is warmer than anyone
sunshine.
And the human image still shines.
The Spirit grew up the day in remembrance
does not turn.
The new idyll, in reality, is overturning.
He does not sleep the night. On his lap the day hugs.
Morning is born.
Touched hands and fire in tenderness
The silk body covers.
The thrill travels from dawn to dusk.
He stops resting in love and in the darkness.
Nature's upset. Flowers sleep.
Only the nature of human life continues.
And proverbial and brief that morning, sleepy
in night wisdom, more sincere than in the evening.
Let me want your night.
And in me, the heat of your day spills.
Goodbye and Kisses ...
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