Magic Hour

There is a place I used to go to
To purge my mind of mem'ries grim
I go there now and find no peace,
All I can do is think of him

I remember each small detail
The moment he came into view
The sun setting, the moon to rise
The sky fading to perfect blue

The magic twilight hour brings
Was nothing until that day came
When that glorious form walked in
Putting each being there to shame

His skin as white as fallen snow
His auburn eyes blazed with fire
Burning as they locked dead with mine
I could not help my own desire

My eyes raked over each detail
Of his perfect, angelic face
The light shadows under his eyes
His uncanny beauty and grace

He stood there, eyes burning through me
Watching me as I tried to stop
It hurt too much to look away
And then my heart began to drop

This wonderful creature before me
Could never love such a wretch as I
Though I could never forget him
This moment had to be goodbye

I stood in awe, he crossed the room
With fluid grace he came to me
My heart rejoiced within my chest
Beating wildly in victory

He stood just inches from my face
Of everything and nothing he smelled
He leaned in slow, breathing steady
He kissed me softly, my heart swelled

He was so cold but ev'ry inch burned
From the inside out I was consumed
All to quickly he broke away
And his presence still with me loomed

So I come each twilight hour
Hoping this magic time will bring
My love, my fire back to me
To bring my wintered heart to spring