Four men in a circle

around a candle they stood,

carved in time, unknown meaning,

jasmine candle set the mood

Trickling water fountain nearby

and above my deck a diamond sky,

whispers of love in the dark,

silent meteor rushes by

Warm is the night by hanging vine

water lilies anchored not far away,

pussy willows purring. weeping willows asleep,

enchanting nymphs silently lay

My pen never far away, lovely muse speaks

into my ears a heavenly scent,

my voice is silent, the ink creates,

lightning in words to me is sent

Not far away in your lonely bed

your dreams have been of me,

alone on your deck you do recall,

the night we touched here, in sweet poetry