night-time sharpens, heightens each sensation...
darkness stirs and wakes imagination...
silently the senses abandon their defences.
slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour
softly, deftly, music shall surround us;
feel it, hear it, closing in around us.
floating, falling, sweet intoxication
touch me, trust me, savour each sensation
let the dream begin; let your darker side give in
to the power of the must that i write
to the power of the music of the night.
you alone can make my song take flight.
Saturday, April 29, 2006
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WHere are you...
I miss not having you at my place.
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