A Silver Dream
Awaken, my lunar angel,
as twilight sweeps her cobalt lashes
'cross the sky.
Descend from your lofty solitude;
I await you on a bed of lilacs and the softest rush.
I have lingered here
a day that entwined a century
to caress your pale face,
and be ensnared by your starlight kiss.
Come to me, my quicksilver mistress!
That our midnight passion
might outshine the midday sun.
That we may lay entwined in a storm
of white lightning and erotic grace.
You shall lend your enraptured cries
to mine ear and mine alone,
secret and serene,
a keepsake as the darkest dreams unfold.
And with all your sultry hunger sated,
fair maiden of the night,
will you walk with me?
To wander for eternity,
amidst the endless fields of stars?
To be my love and I
the key to your heart's desire?
If you would be my fire and joy
forevermore, my moonbeam Goddess,
to worship at your altar
would be my favored destiny,
and I would see your very soul enshrined.
Copyright © Aiyanna Hill | Year Posted 2015
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