Repose In Twilight

Twilight falls on slender frame Against a sea without a name Ivory pearl smile, tucked in a rhyme A beauty misplaced among the waves of time. Fearsome, a tremble cold beneath an icy sky only a dry tear in a thimble shed after a lonesome sigh. She is a single petal caught in the wind from memory to shade reflection of a night lost again. She is a prayer whispered A dream faintly clinging An iris in bloom An Autumn in waning. Her soul is a winter cooling in repose But her heart is like summer a fiercely burning rose. Her tears don't fall they rest and shimmer reflecting in the stars as a heavenly glimmer.