mondays last light fading the afternoon away    
          the hidden ghosts i hold dear my heart  
                twilight emotions -
     its that little spellbound star glimmer piercing new night
         resurrecting the singing, distant
              place to which my softest of touches;
              would so love to be -
                     the gentle fire i seek burning the you that i crave
             -  a vast sky coming alive as the hours die