The night smells of the bedding, <br />you and me... <br />Behind windows the dark blue sky <br />is painting stars with spilt ink <br />adding the pinch of silver dust... <br />The crescent shaped bun of the moon <br />squatted down somewhere close <br />and it is shining for me into eyes <br />as the torch. <br />Envious of you or interesting? <br /> <br />Oh friend! <br />If you knew secrets of my alcove <br />ready for you to exchange with me, <br />sending me to stars, <br />in order from close up to examine <br />the sleeping face my beloved... <br /> <br />Because it is you nice <br />only you <br />with your glitter <br />you are dimming <br />everything... <br />You are the most beautiful being <br />I know which here on the Earth <br />and I know that there is amongst stars <br />earthly and blue <br />for you no equal... <br /> <br />Your charm <br />is like <br />the overpowering smell <br />of magic flowers <br />of love. <br /> <br />Love me, <br />love... love... <br />love... love... <br />I love...<br /><br />Maria Barbara Korynt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-me-70/
