gracefully, across the burning dawn,
her sliver of wonder catches my eye,
setting a flame to the magic inside.
…and she moves on.
with a golden touch of destiny,
a new day rises.
filled with promise
and hopes undeclared.
and so, a great joy grows in my chest,
yet i long
for my lady of the night.
i yearn for her mystery, and thirst
for her wisdom.
so i wait
for darkess to fall,
so we are free to fly,