The eventide dissolves
in the receding moonlight.
The dawn seeps into the world,
twirling delicately into the arms of night,
the touch sends deep resounding ripples.
Quickened pulse, the staccato
and silence.
The moment blends into infinity,
and while they hold their gaze,
their hearts falter.
The illicit thrill, feverish and hesitant,
consumes the night
and the dawn burns bright
in perfect rapture.
A thousand dreams
glitter in diffused light.
Soon, it will be twilight,
and the yearnings will blend
in timeless symphony,
unrestrained and passionate.
Such is the hypnosis of seduction,
the day will dwindle in rustic hues,
as the night comes gliding,
through sultry evening roads.
in the receding moonlight.
The dawn seeps into the world,
twirling delicately into the arms of night,
the touch sends deep resounding ripples.
Quickened pulse, the staccato
and silence.
The moment blends into infinity,
and while they hold their gaze,
their hearts falter.
The illicit thrill, feverish and hesitant,
consumes the night
and the dawn burns bright
in perfect rapture.
A thousand dreams
glitter in diffused light.
Soon, it will be twilight,
and the yearnings will blend
in timeless symphony,
unrestrained and passionate.
Such is the hypnosis of seduction,
the day will dwindle in rustic hues,
as the night comes gliding,
through sultry evening roads.
I don't feel like I m qualified enough to give feedback on this post, but to put it simply, its charming !!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for such kind words, Sampada
DeleteDreamlike, in the passage of time and differing lights.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much.
DeleteI'm with Sampada. Every line of this was beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Hema
DeleteI like the tension between day and night. What's intriguing is the softness of the verbs: dissolve, seeps, blends, dwindle, etc. Those words capture the slow unfolding of night into day and back again.
ReplyDeleteI am glad the idea comes across clearly.
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