A Midnight Song II (A Sonnet)
There is no better place to sing this song
There are no sweeter words than these
A pitch so tempting can only be sung in the highest heavens
A romance this alluring can only be felt at the teasing touch of my melody
What song is this that demands so much from me?
What words! They spell symphonies on my lips with every kiss
When night abandons my body to chill’s drape and frost’s rape,
Her sweet song warms my ears and the drumbeat of her heart thuds in unison with mine
Her body rains a thirsty torrent when she hits such feverish notes!
See how she glistens with curious stars come out to listen to her sing
At midnight’s peaceful hour, we sing together the gentle song of love
The melodies of passion and searching desire ring loudest when two souls become one
Now the air is thick with the gratified breath of a thrilled audience and the aroma of expended ecstasy
The tender memory of her song I will guard imprisoned in my heart while I eagerly await the thrill of yet another midnight song
poem by Rafael Yaw Kumi
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