The night was breezing,
Oh dear, she wasn't forthcoming.
At a time she was my most precious,
She wasn't giving me her company gracious.
She was a charming seductress,
And an enticing temptress,
I hated to resist her,
Her allure was exceedingly demure.
She was a charming seductress,
And an enticing temptress,
I hated to resist her,
Her allure was exceedingly demure.
I closed my eyes,
Begged her to take me over,
The tinkering thoughts,
Were scaring her from coming closer.
She hadn't seen such a restless mind,
Simple yet intertwined,
Foolish and hungry,
But of what it was still in a quandary.
And then in a whiff the calm descended,
Keeping her promise she quickly ascended,
Before I knew it was already dawn,
Like the elusive pimpernel, she was already bygone.
P.S. This is for my sweet little friend - sleep herself - for whom I was hopelessly searching a few nights back.
