Night should become a day

Night should become a day

The puny cut on finger

Blood 's droplets ruining the dress

Tainting the perfectness of virgin white

Dark specks,the substance of my body

The heart is also like this finger wounded

Bleeding internally from the detachment

The hundred years of the solitude,yes

The goddess of mercy have a pity on my soul

Do not forget my love,instilling confidence

Reunite two loving beings without hesitation

Enough of mourning shrouds ,red eyes from sobbing

Night should become a day of Love and smiles

by Margaret Gudkov

art by Elle Hanley

Photo: Night should become a day

The puny cut on finger

Blood 's droplets ruining the dress

Tainting the perfectness of virgin white

Dark specks,the substance of my body

The heart is also like this finger wounded

Bleeding internally from the detachment

The hundred years of the solitude,yes

The goddess of mercy have a pity on my soul

Do not forget my love,instilling confidence

Reunite two loving beings without hesitation

Enough of mourning shrouds ,red eyes from sobbing

Night should become a day of Love and smiles

by Margaret Gudkov

art by Elle Hanley