Night Is For Love

Life makes its way to bloom, like a bride who meets her groom, let us pass it in love, before death expels us from this decorated ecstatic wedding room, do not sleep, do not dream, loose your arms in the stream. Let us pass this lovely night, in a dry wash of moonlight, hide yourself in the moon, seek some beauty from stars, poke the sky from a finger, share a ray and turn bright, wash all the dirt of hate, I'm the writer of my fate. Ahead of you, fatigues of a day, the sun will bake the clay, before when we are baked, be mixed and turned in dough, the sun is still far away. we shall reshape as utensils, pick the box of pencils. Close the door and the window save the vessel from a blow paint colorful flowers with a soul of love showers the vessel of life is rainbow, come on sun make it dry, and fix it on the sky.