Friday Nights
Friday Nights
Friday nights
all ending in sweet smiles
Fragile minds
healed from slumber divine
Broken hearts
fixed with the smiles of art
Falling tears,
hiding vulnerable fears
O, the night angel flees
pale and ethereal,
she takes away my pain
pecking each tear,
with ruby kisses, a scarlet bliss
And there, the nightlarks in the stars' shine
magic in the moonlight, I must seek mine
so fly me to the moon's delight,
there, I shall find
what's mine,
on an echanted Friday night,
I'll know what's right
-Yuri
