The moon that eve brought was full
Enlightened grays, overwhelming dulls
Silence softened textures, once rough
Vibrant shimmers, quietly caressed.
Sometime simplicities, suffer obsessed
I sought your touch, a tempting silhouette
Seeking again to gain, a moments you
Too taste, too blend, and too know.
Still you heard not my approach?
Even as from swift turnings I slowed
My feet, as yours, bared, touched down
Although, the calloused experienced
Rarely feels ground.