The Moon Shows Midnight by Patricio Donoso Jr.

The Moon Shows Midnight

Hurry, my Princes, the time has come.
The moon shows midnight,
and everyone before us has already gone.
No one left to fill the space,
To occupy the time for a little longer.
You are mine by fate and experience.
Tonight, it is you I dine.
My lips have been waiting to drink your river.
I cannot hold back my quenches.
I crave you as you do chocolate.
It is unavoidable, unexplainable, unforgettable,
Destiny if you will, I would, I will,
or at least I want to be very badly.
But kind to you, I would touch you with the touch.
You know the one,
the one that feels so right underneath my hand,
the one which makes me who I am,
apart from your past memories.
No more mistakes, just simple connection.
We fit, or will, I promise.
I found you because you were lost,
I sought you because I was.
The time has come,
The moon shows midnight.
Close your eyes, my lips will tell you a story
until sleep leads us together by the hand
unto forever or the next sunrise.

-Patricio Donoso Jr.