Beneath the night sky,

So bright and clear,

A gentle breeze whispers,

That my lady is here.

The effervescent fragrance of love,

Dances with serenity in the air.

Envisioning our expected beautiful memories,

Her eyes water with joyful tears.

In tranquil calm,

I stand and behold,

My fairy goddess,

That glints past gold.

Then, softly, I grab her in my embrace,

And offer her an innocent kiss.

Oh, the feeling is a heavenly grace,

That a saint wouldn’t want to miss!

I stare at the full moon up yonder.

Its golden light, a quiet wonder.

And in that moment,

I feel the aura straight away,

That this damsel, this goddess,

Is my heaven-sent lady.

This was written by our contributing writer, Emmanuel Gleekia.