Thursday, January 20, 2011

To End All Nights

i can hear the violins
softly swaying to the
steamy beat that moves
from the notions we send
each other
on this one night-
the night to end all nights
the subtle bloom of
passion that dances through
this corridor of beauty
we walk along hand in hand
with the moon as our witness
we turn down the shades
of trepidation and reveal
the wondrous sound of
two hearts at peace with
the universe
on and on in the stillness
of this
the night to end all nights

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