Black

How beautiful it is to see my world blackened

When you introduce yourself to me sweetly

Overshadowing that  sleeping light

From the tedium of feeling myself forgotten!

Like an eclipse that  advances slowly through the

Mountains, you are the purest night

You are the most beautiful moon, darker

And your smile, way of stars!

When I am lost at evening by my will

Even though I do not want to be found

You guide me in the direction I need

I lead myself in the light of your liking

And if I get lost in the darkness of your color

I find myself at the shine of your smile

Isaac Coelho 11/13/10