Dancing At Twilight

The meadow's fragrance lingers As twilight makes bold of its demand. I deftly touch your fingers Before reaching for your hand. The fireflies are a twinklin' With a dance of love and mad torment. The thunderclouds cease sprinkling Which can be only Heaven sent. The pond lies still beneath the night Where the pussy willows grow. There is duckweed and marliac white To tickle at our toes. A moment fraught with repercussions That for years was thought amiss And despite some past discussions... You feel compelled to steal a kiss. The crickets lose their thunder, They are enthralled as much as I, Unable to match the wonder That haunts your deep brown eyes. Your skin trembles at each caressing As I smooth the tresses in your hair. With no time lost to second guessing... I have an Angel in my care. Your silhouette shines a glowing With a saintly nimbus o'er your head. I am speechless and unknowing... My thoughts remain unsaid. With moonlight's brash obsession And a cheeky Nature at her best. We lay waste any erstwhile discretion We'd previously expressed. Our senses trapped in sheer delight With past yearnings to pursue. In unison with this euphonic night... We dance as lovers do. Life's trepidation now rings hollow As we tumble in the grass But the days that surely follow Will not measure with the past. The End *Follow my cartoon at Webtoon Bob's Your Uncle.