The Country Road We Walked

the country road we walked dark captive in dusk's low light, arms and hands held closely warm your hair was copper in growing night, as if shy actors missing cue constellations splash out in the night, dark wings wake and fill the air as if to mock the fading light, foot falling step'd in step like mist we're covered with the night, to breathe your breath bold vintage sweet and light, to have, to hold but moments pass as shadow claimed the dimming light, too soon, so soon I walk now into lonely night.