Wednesday, November 14, 2012


The sound of violin speaks
In a language ancient
To those who've known pain
And I heard it again.
This night...
As the salt of my tears,
Flavored the sweat on my cheeks,
My secret helpless pleasure
Tasted the best ever!
This night..
And the kiss of the wind
Soft now, brutal now,
Tortured my mind,
With a melody undefined.
This night...
You grant me absolution,
beautiful and divine!
And spark this emotion,
Fanning a longing beyond reason..
This night.
My inconsolable sorrow..
Is overwhelmed with incandescent happiness..
As the music caresses me,
And I revel in being alive..
This night...