Midnight Love.

An enchanted time is midnight, has been For long a time of love and hour of trysts. The stars seem extra bright at midnight seen With honeyed eyes. Daylight hours are not missed, And I rush them through. Velvet darkness covers Our delight at nightime. Heavy silence Gives our breath its sound anew. True lovers Whisper low and sing of secrets 'neath dense Starry skies. Night allows sweeter chances for Us to feel alone. Covered snugly under Friendly trees, we sip each others dew, more Intoxicating than wine, and thunders Hotly in our blood. Ready now for you My love, I hear the chymes and over-hasten Dressing. Start to climb, cloak drawn tight and shoes Slipped over restless feet, I seek to find You waiting in the gloom. Now rainbows break Into my happy heart. I do not mind That we have but one hour, it's ours for taking. Cloak laid aside we lie down, skin to skin. Love seems so right at midnight, - so we begin.