Twilight Journey

There must be about a
Million ways to let
Yourself be destroyed
But then there is love,
And I think tonight
I am in the mood to break
Apart and let myself
Be consumed by all the
Things I know I would
Never be able to
Recover from.”

I breath you
as I walk dark paths
warm honeysuckle breezes
clothe my bare skin
like no silk would dare to try

to the river I go
trailing fingers over rough pine bark
as I pass
they hum with my caress
and cicadas sing a wedding song
a promise of a happy marriage
Between the summer night
and my blue twilight dreams

I love the night
in all her exciting potential
so I follow the thrum of distant falls
ready for all uncertain gifts
be they good or bad
I will delight.

-LM Jones
(Quote: R. M. Drake)