Breath of a Crimson Sunset

Soft velvet shadows cast,

is this life, or is it death?

This shimmering veil of flickering candle,

a whispered breath of crimson sunset.

Upon a thought, my dreams did rest

as the cooler air of darkness crept

the night did sleep,

silent and deep, within a moonlit caress.

I saw you watching me,

from the edge of infinity,

from a cornered glance,

I read romance from the prose of cool summer breeze.

I tasted the warm sweetness of your lips,

felt your caressing fingertips,

I felt allures within your power;

the power of a tender kiss.

We chased rainbows in the dead of night,

licked by flickering candlelight.

Floating through mists of swirling twists,

blurred in ecstatic Delight.

I felt allures in your embrace,

I felt our spirits rise

to fly, to soar,

away, forevermore,

in the blush of morning sunrise.

Lay once more within my arms,

oh, how I long for your return.

On a peacful breath, of crimson sunset,

within the memory of a silken dream.