The tinge of dark creeps through the field
Turning the world deep violet
And the sky depths of blue unimaginable
Peepers sing in harmonies complex and high
Accompanied by cricket strings
Echoing from pond through the field
The bats feast upon the airborne pests
And the fireflies dance
Clinging to fragments of the sunset
Deep beats from night owl wings
Scare the skulking mouse
Giving the symphony rhythm
Her hand reaches out for my leg
A gentle breeze twists her hair
And the the world creeps to a hold
Her breath, cool upon my skin
Carries whispered oaths of love
Promises for nights to come
Her eyes in dark, deep like ocean waves
Breaking on the shores of the Cape
Soothing and inviting
Saturday, February 12, 2011
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