on a night like this
when sky's a prussian hue
fragrant as tangerine
stunning as shiny dew

pressed up in crimson frames
silken hypnotic smile
a figment of my dream
lands enchantress of night

if carved and mould in bronze
surreptitiously
through mist of glowing white
she flows as jasmine breeze

her canopy of eyes
as hieroglyphs unseen
and spellbinding secrets
mystic as hermit's scheme

she lands upon my mind
as it was meant to be
mirage in starry sky
as crescent in the sea

few tales of falling stars
when rest in lap of sea
i hold her hand once more
fade into her dream

with pictures etched in soul
on glistening beaches be
on a night like this
she finds herself with me