Night Is Young And Exotic Poem by me poet yeps poet

Night is young
when you have someone

to hold on

when 'tis shivering cold

and

you are getting
gradually older than old

Then she comes to play
as you anxiously lay

life proceeds in the same way
for all we call human

and

learnt the passing of the lonely night
by animals*
(no torch is needed)

*who taught and teach us
so much still
that's natures
genetic will

we need more freedom
still
and that depends on her
free and desired
will

to pass time
and
love drill
okay as you say
instill