DAMN COLD NIGHT.
I want you to need me,
when the night is cold and quiet,
when deep blue darkness leaves its kisses
upon the hill`s balding head.
I want you to feel me,
when ecstasy is in the air,
when a waft of caressing evening breeze
sings a chorus at the swaying window blinds.
In your arms, so fragrant of sandal,
i want my love hidden,
i want my desire written,
when the pinning stars play mischief
upon the damn cold night.