Nocturne

 
 
Wrap my naked young heart in the blanket of darkness

For this smell of wine lingering around us makes the soul high

Pour another glass over the closed eyes

For the secrets hiding behind those scarred memories need one to unravel

Come close my love, lets weave a blanket from our breathe

For the darkness wouldn't let me see the light in those delighted eyes

The light, like a beacon in this vast sea of Words

Letting me fish out the ones needed to write about the unforseen night

Sliding between the fingers knitted into one hand the warmth slipped into the eyes

Blurring the ever so beautiful image of the curious young love

Anchor the rushing thoughts for the fledgling has felt the beauty of wind

A dream? An illusion? Lets explore the uncharted seas my love

For the most beautiful things happen first in the dreams. Don't they?

This night, this moment among all the moments to happen,

Were we not the ones who dreamt about it? Twist and pull the time,

Uncover the dark skies to see the dreams of the past.

The voice called out loud, feast upon me till your heart is full

And so the feast begins, lasting till the Crows in the black suits come out of their hiding

The feast? No, A feast!

Romance born out of the drunk young hearts breeding a bleak and barren spring

Let the sparkling red embrace the kid like mind, for the numerous Whys outnumber the words

The words intended to compose a beautiful poem, a consequence of the waiting

For the hear is ever so young and inexperienced no matter the distances traveled

No matter the ages passed...

This Nocturne, a melancholy will forever be remembered!
A twisted tale about the painful art about the night held closely to the drunken hearts...