when night fell wordless

 (i taunted the moon)

to run its fingers through

(slowly)

the eve of my hair

mountains grew lavender

(at the sound of our sighs)

befriending shadows

(where the dark is alive)

in the music of crows

(is it rising -)

the dunes and the coast and the waves and the inside

(of me of you)

treetops are canopies

(beds of the stars)

over your pale shoulder

(a climax of colors)

 fading blue skies

(your eyes)

i hear my name on your lips

(written in whispers)

and on the curves of my thigh

(tales of desire)

as we play this deep music

(to this beat we both know)

of our senses revived

(light oh more light to glow)