Romancing the Night

A step into the solemn night

I saw the streets, devoid of light

I felt a tingle in my bones

Bewitching sky, it's dark tones

A quick gasp, a charmed smile...

Shadows of the moonlit trees

An avenue of mysteries

I felt a soft hand fondling mine

That God of black, Oh so divine

He was with me, I felt his love...

I walked into the noir montage

So aroused, by that moon-drenched collage

The street so serenading, so silent, so calm

I felt his finger, drawing hearts on my palm

That love from darkness. At home, at home...

As the blackness caressed me, tender

I guessed not my new love's gender

I let myself feel his lukewarm touch

I followed- a lame damsel with her crutch

I made my night, a knight- my own...

Silhouettes of the night sky on my street

Lucid in an aphotic way, my bare feet

I walked on the gravel, it tickled my toes

I forgot my worries, the spelling of 'woes'

Falling in love with a rayless air...

I don't need a man, no woman will do

I found the one I will profess my love to

The blank colour that pervades post twilight

That positive darkness of my midnight

My cimmerian solitude of sensual salvation...