Wolfs Night

it's a trick of my mind two faces bathing under the moon light, she's so soft and warm into my heart, I tune it into the scene, my hands are resting on her shoulders, we're moving, we're falling by the hour of the wolf in a midnight dream, there's no reason to hurry just start the lost night... again, She reassured me with an unfamiliar line and then she gave to me more summer wine...