Last night

Last night I saw him,
yes, Him,

Whom I owe the rib,

Who saw the day before me,

Whom I was made for.

I saw him!

Last night I heard him,

Him ,,

Who through his sleep I was made,

Who was given authority,

The one I have been dreaming of,

To love my eyes and smile,

To hold me And see me through,

The one who will,

 Melt my heart to the floor,

make me love him more everyday,

The one who,

when life gets me down,

He'll be there,

A good heart like him,

so rare,

The one who will,

make all my worries and problems dissapear,

And with him ,

I'll have no fear,

I heard him last night!

Last night I felt him,

who,

His presence will be everything i need,

The one who, I'll touch with all my stanzas,

And leave his body yawning,

Who I'll kiss with words,

And leave his lips trembling,

who I'll feed in all my lines,

And will let his heart starve,

Who I'll hug ,

And dig my fingers into his ribs,

And his spirit will be in love with my metaphors,

Who will be the reason I drawn in love poetry,

Day in day out!

Last night I felt him!

But like smoke he dissapeared,

But he did me a favor,

He left me traces,

Of love and pleasure,

Very visible and full of clarity,

One two three I'll follow them,

After this piece I'll follow them,

Yes! like smoke he dissapeared!

         poem written by Ava

on 16thApril1644Hrs.