The flying notes of solo piano,
Were softly floating in the air.
The shadows of burning candles,
Were quietly dancing tango on the walls.
Two exhausted glasses of wine,
That couldn’t get enough time to flirt with each other,
Were curiously watching the scene.
A few innocent red roses,
Were unfairly sacrificed everywhere on the floor.
Those were, the only privileged guests,
Who, were invited in that secret feast;
Wherein, the devilish temptation forced two souls,
To imitate the mating dance of king cobras,
Under a silky cloud all the night.
Ce fut une soirée inoubliable à Paris.
M. Sirani 04.10.2015
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