About last night?
How can I explain,
About last night!
But I have to say,
It was quite plain,
As the soul felt,
It was indeed,
The last night.
My poetic muse,
By my side,
Making me believe -
like I once used to -
when I was young:
It wasn't night -
Her smiles and her songs:
Rapturous delight -
The hours went by,
Like Pegasus,
Taking strides:
Across the sky.
My muse, my joy,
My inspiration,
Made me oblivious,
Of damnation.
And I grew fond,
Of our spiritual bond,
Like watching Orpheus,
Growing more strong:
Though not with the living,
But I found love,
With my God-sent muse,
Ah, the joy and warmth,
Of being loved while loving!
Did I not long,
For such a grand night?
O, how I wait,
For another such flight!