
Be with us dark and lonely night,
so we can share caresses.
Bold rise to let the blackness light,
and gild my Moon God's tresses.
I'll tell her lies, she'll laugh polite,
and watch as sky undresses,
revealing stars that hide from sight
while sun prime rule impresses.
And if by chance, we wake contrite
and night its guilt confesses
Bright day casts scenes of black and white
but night, just love assesses.