Twilight Stories

Nightingales of a summer’s evening descend upon twilight moments, With whispers of sombre starlight found In every cup of even dropped off their heels; Collecting in my dreams, its dew is a prayer, Like rain-kissed berries awaiting eager hands, Blessed by myriads for each cherry dropped.   Summer is the vessel where my hopes are baptized – Each thought poured, a relentless stream, Dissolving in a drop of fantasy, whose pa...

All our memories blossom In this garden, Bright clematis, vivid dahlia And delicate camellia, bloom Alongside, our youthful burgeoning love Sitting, hand in hand, in steamy twilight Blessed by sweet aroma from jasmine, And myriad roses, as deep-hearted As our mutual devotion   Seasons roll on, roses wither and fade, Before Spring heralds A reprise of colour, of joy. But we, love and devotion untrammeled By time, and life’...