One Velvet Pin cushioned Stary Night

As the end of a long day now approaches Like a candle flame almost spent The sun and its expanding rays Now hides away with contempt With stealth and silence, The light of day starts To dim And the harsh realms of darkness Now creep and start to flood in Its velvet shroud stretches across The expanse of sky high above Spring has finally sprung And harboured thoughts turn to romance and love The stars shine down in profusion like twinkling diamonds In a pincushioned sky Then somebody took them And put stars in my true love's eyes We made love all night In our cosy warm feather nest With so much tender mutual giving Honesty and ferness Lost another galaxy far away Heaven blessed Wrapped up safe and snuggly in each other's arms Her sweet head resting on my chest We drifted off into the adventures And unfolding landscape yet unseen Into the valley and islands Of our dreams The clock hanging on the wall Ticked away our heartbeats Beating the same tempo no missed beat at all The sun rises and smiles down once more An awakening and birthing of a new day born The newly strengthened sun pushes the moon far away Like the moon pushed the sun away With the mist of morning now clearing Exposing the nakedness of the land disrobed by the day The morning moist dew The likes of fallen tears Cling to the plants and grass Until the dries them and they didapper The musky odour and perfume of two lovers That last night made love Still wafts in the air Up above The sunlight peeps through the now open window As my sweetheart opens her limpid sleepy eyes That always tells how much she loves me hearts aglow And what made her marry me All those years ago I have to smile to myself Just how beautiful and cute she looks Even with a little sleep left in her star filled eyes Her hair in such a mess like the nest of a rook Laid by my side She tells me that she loves me Then kisses me like a butterfly Kisses the heart of a flower leaving me in ecstasy She shuffled her sweet feet to find her slippers Puts on her dressing gown And puts the kettle on and makes breakfast When I or she heads for the staircase and then goes down I think to myself just how much I am blessed To have such an angel And she's the best.