Youth In Verse Midnight Lady Picture

Midnight Lady

Pale moonlight on the sighing leaves,
A scent of magic on the breeze.
Just a touch and I’m caught in your spell –
Caught with words that tongue can’t tell.

The night falls softly like the hand of death.
Angel of darkness touch me with your breath.
Take me now unto the dawn
Until the sunlight hours are born.

Eyes that glow within the night.
Lips of fire smouldering bright.
My soul is torn by my heart’s desire.
My silken lady is the devil’s bier.