I caught you while the sky was set ablaze
In lavenders and pinks of tender shade
And thought we did awhile on nature’s ways
And watched our highborne figments come and fade,
And then some violins called us away
Swiftly we raced to them to join their flock,
I loved you then as the violins did play,
Even if your Rossini sounded like Bach.
You were so beautiful framed by marble and vines
And the charcoal’s familiar red glow
And even in the tavern you looked divine
With your laughter chasing away my woe.
It was dark outside for hours; and yet,
Only when you left me did my sun set.
August 21, 2006