Fable of the Night

O, my angel, how smitten are yearnings of lonely night! Will lover’s fantasy enchant, dream of this dreary night? Though alluring is its rhythm, are you aware my sweet love, Forlorn is the song, vying favor of this sullen night? Glance of seduction, glamor of opulence, express doubt: Can an enamored moon enthrall, this melancholic night? My dear, how sincerely must I plead, to heavens above: Let dawn of desires blossom, in passion of wistful night! It is the quest of my appeal and zeal of my longings: Oh, fervor of my love, conquer this solitary night! Have you not heard my love, benevolence of my prayer, Appealing to the goddess, tolling fervid wish of night? Voice of love proclaims~ fertile is ending of our story: Passions will flourish, sowing seeds of love, in womb of night. You too heard the prophecy, in words of Aphrodite: Epistle of romance bestows, entrance to glory night! Expect me my dear, commanding the chariots of knights; Welcome me with a kiss, to empire of hypnotic night. O, my angel, open your heart, let-in dream of lifetime, Where we shall dwell forever, crafting fable of the night.