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Dusk she flies


chasing down the dusk to see

a brighter sunrise, rush to greet

the new day on wings of fire

dispels the night as

dusk she flies


fugitive the sense remains

as landscapes pass beyond the screen

of consciousness - a girl you knew

whose image floats

between two worlds


between the stones

she seems so frail, her voice belies a

sylph-like frame; did all the Ancients wait

entranced for tones so sweet

mellifluous?

birdsong greets the rising sun

as mists depart like formless shades

drawn back before the Matin’s Bell

sunlight glitters scintillates


so i’m chasing down the dusk

along the moonlit roads which

draw you on and ever on

before the sky begins to blue

stars cease to shine


and ever flies ahead of me

a face i seek, a form to find

and ever flies reproachfully

the past which seeks to

outpace time