As twilight’s curtain falls
and setting sun sinks through swarms of summer flies
the road gets harder and harder to see—
unless these restless clouds cleave
and moon shines through
I may not come to you.
Darling, I started too late.
I knew where the path was
and where it led.
And I knew the secret place you kept the key.
darkness of will, mind, purpose, intention
blinded me, held me back, made me lag, stall.
Moon, of c0urse, is every hopeful lover’s light,
and if it shines tonight
I’ll see my way through the maze of emotions,
through the tangled vines of cheating, lies, deceit,
past the jagged thorns of guile,
the deep pools of refusal and negligence:
Yes, I’ll see my way, by moonlight,
past the black shadows of jealousy
and nettles plucked by sharp-tongued anger
and open your door
and watch with you the fingers of eiderdown dawn
raise the curtain of night
and show us,
through the labyrinthine woods of grief and dolor
the guiding silver thread
of sunlit love.
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