A Beautiful Twilight

Here is a new poem I’ll put here rather than there. More to come in coming weeks.

A Beautiful Twilight.

A twilight occasion.

Fleeting, yet timely recurrent hour of magic,

to those who dare to wish and care to wait.

Moonlight seems like a lie,

never twice the same to be trusted.

Twilight though,

Steady in it’s sensual dance as it tosses it ’s seductive cloak about.