Shiver the Night

how does the night seduce me in his ebony suspension over and over how could a child of ivory, crave serenity in total darkness I watch my skin marshal geese, a shiver whispers up my spine I burnt the cello rasping strings till their dark dance, encouraged a stars birth and the sky glimmered life I dismembered a violin on platinum dunes of dust, eclipsing the face of Venus that never failed to turn, now braided in glass I am, the beating drum that serenades twilight, the flute that trembles birds to flight, lifting the saffron veil, between this day the next I live with this knowing, I will never be free cutis anserina move me, over and under she rises up to whisper her secrets dawn is coming, as maypoles of ribbon-ed light play the sunrise melody, archangels gather glancing over his shoulder, teasing to cavort with lovers the world over Don Giovanni (night) in his ebony robes consumes me, I am torn, into darkness as fibrils of light a breath out of reach