Night Enchantment
Our joys and our sorrows
Night Enchantment
Don’t turn away from me, dear Asha, be my love now and forever.
Your response will go a long way in determining how my day goes, whether it’s lovely and fast or slow, like pulling a gun out of a drawer.
You’re my inspiration, my love, just look in the mirror and see how your eyes shine.
I try to organize my things, so life doesn’t spin too much from the center where I’m contented, but it’s a crazy mess in my opinion.
Years from now a researcher may hover above my grave and remark that my life was ambiguous and unremarkable.
At least in my network I am known and loved by most every contact.
They say I have this low gear in which I can tow just about anything.
But don’t look in my wardrobe — I don’t have much.
Yet you hold me anyway, and it’s effective in getting me aroused, just don’t counter by putting up a wall where I have to endure your criticism.
You’re everything feminine, and for that I suck on you like a lemon and you don’t have any issue with that.
In fact, you say that’s the most TRUE thing in this universe, and will ultimately save us if we need to retreat into exile…
