The exquisite evening <br />Draped in moonlight <br />Was perfect <br />For the festival of Diana. <br /> <br />She brought me wine <br />As the revelers sang <br />By the ecstatically laughing riverside. <br /> <br />On balconies, <br />Barely-clad girls <br />Danced to flicking candlelight <br />In bold aesthetic innocence. <br /> <br />There were offerings of sweet fruit <br />And fragrant flowers, <br />The girl I loved the most, <br />Her lips were tender <br />And her hair was wet <br />Caressing her shoulders <br />And inviting kisses. <br /> <br />I was in the hunt, <br />My prey, a woman’s eyes, <br />Mystical and alluring, <br />I was following them <br />Like an astrologer follows <br />Auspicious stars <br />Down along the seductive beach. <br /> <br />By the bon fire, <br />She asked me, <br />What was I staring at? <br />What was it I wanted? <br />What was it I needed? <br /> <br />I swam in those eyes <br />And smiled in her magical presence, <br />But this wasn’t the night to claim a goddess, <br />But I placed an amulet in her hand <br />And told her one day <br />I would have an answer for every question.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/festival-of-diana/
