this montage swelling
my aura of passion
intoxicating thrill
come the crepusular light
stars will inspire
see the lace of night
festooned in illusions
animated, delicate and finely veiled
Nox came with a sudden rush
onto surreptitious stage
she appears as the essence of poetry
in which all destiny evolves
envision the future
as the present involves
subject to the attraction
as hours unfurl in windy whirl
only clues, on waves flow
ripples show the shimmery glow
like night light flare
to water born graves
flickering nova I hasten to touch distant stars
sigh, as I lack transport in the cool autumn air
yearning I scan across the clustered sky
catching my heart that now climbs my secret stair
Tis really beautiful 9inety!
Tis really beautiful 9inety!
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U R a master of words-unafraid, bolding going where . . . I bow to your ability to weave, Obi Wan - Loved this one enormously - Lady A