What happened one May night, when two people in love wanted to say "good night" to each other without being seen by anyone?
Minda and Charmi, thanks for your presence when this was coming to life.
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NIGHTLY VISIT
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We meet in secret, where no one sees
The cloak of the Night covers our trace
Finally alone, from duties freed
We fall into each other's embrace
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It was supposed to be just a "goodnight hug"
Before you get back to your own room
But a few tempting words... one kiss too much...
... And all reason flies towards the doom,
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With a fiery shiver, with greedy hands
With the sweet pain of a held breath
We learn the maps of hungry bodies
We wake the lava that had lain tamed
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And when this fire sets, our love turns red
I'm not myself when you're so near
Together we enter our own world
And build a language only we hear
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Breathing is the speech, the grammar – kiss
Rhythm is set up by our heartbeat.
Our sighs are the new punctuation
Making known the approaching bliss
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When all comes down, senses are numbed
Eyes cannot see, ears barely hear,
By touch we register only the warmth
And tongues are only to feel a taste: sweet...
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