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[FONT=&quot]A dame dressed in silk
[FONT=&quot]a muse of luscious milks
[FONT=&quot]Seductress in the dark,
[FONT=&quot]she is.

[FONT=&quot]Entangled in her thoughts,
[FONT=&quot]I am, I dream and dance.
[FONT=&quot]I dance.

[FONT=&quot]And sleep, I never do,
[FONT=&quot]until she leaves me
[FONT=&quot]slowly, gently
[FONT=&quot]as the hours
[FONT=&quot]break the light.

[FONT=&quot]My princess
[FONT=&quot]is the night,
[FONT=&quot]the wait my
[FONT=&quot]only plight.


[FONT=&quot]Inspired by Redwing’s, The Night (MP 2009).

 

Siempre contigo, amiga: ISABEL

 

Lo se Isabel y no sabes la sonrisota que me causa. Hermoso siempre verte entre mis versos..

Abrazos.. .

 

Wow, i never expected something like this and right now i'm... red :::sonreir1:::.
It's a pleasure and an honor to be a part of one of my favorite english writers inspiration.
The night... have the night brought us together in a pair of poems? :::sonreir1:::, i don't know but i enjoyed to read this as I always enjoy to read you here.
I'm much more inspired at night so i felt it was time to pay for that an so the poem born, and mine gave birth to yours it's... wow.
Thanks for this surprise you gave me in here, this for me is more than you would ever imagine.
Hugs and kisses for you april, I'll be reading you.

 

On the contrary, thank you.

¡Wow! I’m blushing –a difficult thing for me. I am very flattered that you like it and I especially appreciate your generous words.

My pleasure and thanks for inspiring this poem with your rendition of The Night.