The night is like a pleasant smile.
A gorgeous moon and graceful movements,
This stunning lady of wicked desire
Can sometimes have a heart of gold.
She, who often freezes the life of all men,
Offers the sweetest sleep for rest.
Hidden fidelity and secret sins
Abide quietly beneath her raven hair,
But the tenderest love and sacred prayers
Exuberant the air in her night.


Photo: Diego Torres Silvestre

Writer. College student. Focused. Blessed. Adventurer. Musician. Professional over thinker. I'm pretty busy with college, but sometimes I write. It clears my head and reminds me of the impact I want to have on the world, which is why I'll never stop.

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