Troubadours of love (2)

I cannot sleep tonight
vivid sensations lay bare before me
hidden in the dark …
Emerge in my thoughts bare tree trunks
that tighten to taste
unknown wills.
Oh! what a shame …. The leaves became red
and whisper the secret of love.
Dragging my soul to the borders of
my garden,
to be drugged, to calm down …. and what I see!
The bee released from the
embrace of the lily
drunk to stumble and to sing
a sweet lover that had spent the night
underneath the stars
Love, my soul …. Love … Creation …
Do not ask me anything tonight …. Sleep ….