The night is young, <br />And I am fresh, <br />Craving for the warmth, <br />That lays in another, <br /> <br />The senses are heightened, <br />And my lady is full, <br />Blessing this night, <br />With a silvery smile, <br />One that I can sit and reflect in, <br />When my hunger is quenched, <br /> <br />Another night of passion, <br />Ecstasy and lust, <br />While my racing heart, <br />Pounds through the night, <br />Only offering me sleep, <br />When the suns first rays, <br />Bless my sight, <br />I slip into a deep slumber… <br /> <br />Happiness, safety and warmth, <br />Lying peacefully by my side… <br /> <br />- The Black Rose<br /><br />Andrew Rose<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/full-moons-sleepless-night-2/
