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What Can I say upon this night?

Your hair so red,

Your eyes so bright,

What can I say to you upon this night?

A rose is a poor weed against your faire features,

Maybe your eyes could tame the wildest of creatures,

How can I compare you upon this night?

A gentle face of an Angel,

With a wicked smile that tells no tails

Can words compare with your ravines heart?

Or would a ten score Opera truly play a better Part?

How can I compare you upon this night?

A soft kiss and whisper,

Just may speak my heart up on this night.

After midnight i felt your kiss,

on that hot summer night,

Your lips so soft,

Your eyes twinkling in the nights sky,

The smell of your hair,

The sweet scent of your skin,



AfterMidnight I felt your kiss,

on that cold winter night,

Your lips warm,

Your eyes an icey blue,

The warmth of your cheek,

The heat of your heart,



Aftermidnight I felt your kiss,

on that windy fall night,

Your lips so sweet,

Your eyes so light,

The small of your neck,

The smile we shared



Aftermidnight when i remember that kiss

Aftermidnight I wait in bliss

Aftermidnight is when we meet

Aftermidnight you are my night time dream.

What can be said?

What can be said of a woman so beauitful,

What can be said of her eyes,

What can be said of her lips,

What can be said of her kiss,

How can I say why my heart beats from your eyes,

How can I say your glance at me, makes my soul sing,

How can I say her heart beat is greater than the moon and the stars,

How can I compete for her grace?

How can I say all these things and more?

(KIsses her hand)

Maybe it Can all be said, with a simple kiss?

The sheer poerty of your words, with the music behind them make my heart sing sonnet of affection.

The words melt me like iron under the brightest star,

They call unto me to sing,

Sing upon my heart, As the wind howls upon the mountain,

Themusic achs my heart,

Like a thousand swords falling upon an enemy,

If this be my final hour

Let this dark angels music warm me before the cold hand of death removes me.

I beg upon the feet of death,

One more moment,

One more moment of ever lasting,

beauitful sorrow

One more moment of this beauitfulvoice and image,

Of a dark angel.

Than to the mouth of Hell