Perfect Night

Stars shine,
in the rivers that trickle down
the silk pathways of your face -
mirror to the night sky.

You're green tonight,
and you brave the night
with human radiance.
Proud, immoral, dark and ashamed.

Dreams?
They are meant to be killed;
I know.
You were my sweetest killer.

Now you tilt your head
and raise your brow
and throw the last lopsided smile.
O love! You are a most beautiful sinner

Freedom?
You cannot be free,
you liar,
you, the one who bound me by mere sight.

You sucked the life,
and you tore the flowers and burnt memories in hearths of the heart.
Thank you love.
You were my perfect night.