Fingerprints.

Softly ,in the dusk a woman is singing
Suddenly , in the dark a man is flying
There is a meeting of minds
There will be a moment like this no other
The naked earth , that brought them forth
Their mother knowing it would lead to this very moment
Through lusty veins burning bright
The naked dark warmed by her face
The greatest wonder of heaven , to behold
Mortal we are born , hollow we become
Save for love , save for this
The garden , the grandeur of God
Only two can tell of the intricacies
The lumbering like horses at plough
The evening listens to the two lovers whispering
The night becomes strangely calm and the crickets chirp about
This is the hour that maids become maids no more
Something so clear as water , transparent
Ravish'd by his fingerprints
Gone is the earth she knew , stranger things to come
Painful too , the night is nighing
In the dark , they burn bright
In the light , he must be gone
He must be gone , the light reveals labour done at night
As the days lightens , slow by slow
He must go ,and gone is he
And weary , full of sleep after labour done
Morning makes her feel brand new, and she sleeps sweet
Fingerprints will be the reason
Always to be wide awake , sleepless