TENDER IS THE NIGHT

Hushed.... Trembling, ever so quietly
A gossamer caress, sylphlike
A blanket of brilliant stardust
Down sweeps the gorgeous night .

For once not dark and distant
But a loving blissful space
Mysteries in her smokiness
Cherishing her dark embrace.

I see the comets streaking by
I hear my breathlessness
Pearls that sprout up on my brow
Molten drops of happiness.

MS