the labyrinth

Riotous multicolored lights,
they adorned the labyrinth,
presaging the beginning,
of an endless night,
full of excesses,
and of moons between red sheets.
The shadows stretch,
looking for a couple,
to surrender to the ritual,
to which music invites,
before the spirit soul,
turn them into wild wolves.
Everyone knows each other,
but they do not know who they are,
well and above all,
they fill their mouths with kisses,
they rub, they light,
on the border of the senses,
until the morning,
it returns them like rivers,
surrendering submissive,
to the channel of their routines.