The intellectual interests of scorn twilight
Is shining its beauty into the night?
Upon the meadowlands,
Where the elder knight stands,
Tall and very bold
Ivory skin
Big blue eyes
With plumped lips,
A man I once kissed,
His shadow I still see dancing with me,
It was a dance I will never forget,
But at times my poor heart wants to follow
The shadow of that summer night,
He gave me so much delight
Love was in the making
But I again ran from love
Because of what I hold within,
I know, don’t understand why
I let love slip from my hands,
His words shadow me with a summers song,
That keeps me holding on,
But tonight, I hear another kind of song
Music of true madness
It became very dark in vain,
Tracking of a hunter for my life,
Dark Angel, wanting me for his wife.

Judy Emery © 2017
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery