This dewy night,
This ethereal ambience,
There a mighty moon bright,
Dazzles with its magnificence.
Why is the moonlight now quiet
After lighting up this fire?
The mixed signals of the weather
Have put our night into a quagmire.
A sapphire blue sky, a dainty breeze,
These moist buds as if comatose,
In these setting of idyllic ease,
And fervent, free flowing prose.
Why is this heart losing patience,
Why am I not in a state of bliss,
Why this life seeks cadence,
As if there was something amiss.
My heart seeks that impossible dream
That I couldn’t find in broad daylight.
Or maybe I search for my lost sheen
In the dazzle of this night.
Is there no one who remembers me
Even if by some stroke of chance,
He who would smile devastatingly
And instantly put me in a trance.