I awoke to a cool wind passing over my face from the window over my head. I was alone, and for a while I couldn't remember where I was. Then I remembered. I was in Erik's room. But where was he? Then I heard from downstairs the sound of his angelic tenor voice singing a song that I so often heard in my dreams.
Night-time sharpens
Heightens each
sensation
Darkness stirs
And wakes imagination
Silently the
senses
Abandon their defenses
Slowly, gently
Night unfurls
its splendor
Grasp it, sense it
Tremulous and tender,
Turn
your face away
From the garish light of day
Turn your thoughts
away
from cold unfeeling light
and listen to the music of the
night.
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams!
Purge
your thoughts of the life you knew before!
Close your eyes, let
your spirit start to soar!
And you'll live as you never live
before….
Softly, deftly,
Music shall caress you
Hear it,
feel it,
Secretly possess you
Open up your mind,
Let your
fantasies unwind,
In this darkness that you know you cannot
fight
The darkness of the music of the night….
Let your mind
start a journey through a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of
the world you knew before!
Let your soul take you where you long
to be!
Only then, can you belong to me….
Floating falling,
Sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me,
Savor each
sensation
Let the dream begin,
Let your darker side give in
To
the power of the music that I write…
The power of the music of
the night!
You alone can make my song take flight….
Help me
make the music of the…night…..
I stood, thinking of the first time I had heard that melody. The voice was so beautiful, giving flavor to the words that it sang. The first time I heard that, I had been so enraptured in his voice; it compelled me to trust him, just as it did now. I went downstairs and saw him sitting in front of his piano, playing the melody line to the intoxicating tune. I sat beside him on the bench and laid my head on his shoulder. He went on playing, as if I was not there. Then he suddenly stopped and looked at me.