twilight

I shake the dust
from my eyes
with dreams
that wake
the sinful beauty
and call forth
the new
twilight

Lily of the moon
She blossoms through night
her petals unfold
'til dawn from twilight
And if perchance
you should see her in bloom
you might mistake her glow
for that of the moon

Lips like a kiss
The top like wings
of a burgundy moth
fluttering in the
gentle twilight wind
of your voice