In The Night I Lay

in the night I lay on a rare night looking face upwards to the ceiling dark tempered by a small night light. Of you, my love thought I lying face upwards your face before me came and I saw your pining eyes ah! those times we kissed together in the hummock of love (as Mars used to catch Venus in her ecstasy) so we together caught each other in our own ecstasy and slow murmured words between one bunch of kisses and another oxygen of love oxygen of the new life infused into new love for in the night I lay on a rare night looking face upwards to the ceiling dark tempered by a small night light.