Petals of night are slowly open
With Moon settling on the throne
One by one the stars are shining
Starting a magical décor.
Romantic night falls into dreams
With scents of natural themes
Yearning after heavenly love
From the celestial seas above.
Burning desire try to escape
On the wings of a guardian angel
Dancing with love the night will end
Defeated by a madness pleasure.
Adrian B 
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Very nice title, Adrian, and the poem brims with all things magical. I hope life’s not treating you too harshly. I take it you’ve been busy.
Diana
Thank you Diana and I appreciate your thoughts. “UNFORTUNATELY” I get a promotion at work and most of my creativity time is lost to my overtime work. Thanks to the new technology I am still able to read some of your posts. How are you Diana ? I notice that you change your blog “mood” on some of your last posts. Thank you again and have a nice day Diana.
Can’t keep things uniform now, can we? Well, I’m glad it’s not something more unfortunate like illness that’s kept you from writing. I do appreciate your trying to keep up. So very sweet.
This was both beautiful and exciting. Your photo and words were great! ~ Robin
Fantastic post.Jal
Beautiful poem, Adrian!
Thank you Vonita.
Beautiful, Adrian. 🙂
Thank you Linda.