Petrichor of Love

Twilights! O Twilights!

Twilights! O Twilights!
Were I with thee,
Our souls would revel
In twilight\'s ecstasy.
 
In the tender hues
Of the fading radiance,
I\'d subtlely mellow
Into your sweet countenance.
 
The stars would shimmer
In their celestial grace,
As we would love
In the twilight\'s embrace.
 
The moon, a glowing orb,
A guiding flame,
in the twilight\'s mystique
which whispers your name.
 
We\'d wander through
The shadowed vale,
In twilight\'s allure,
Our love would prevail.
 
Twilights! O Twilights!
Let us surrender,
To the enchantment
Of twilight\'s splendour.