Poem: 'Twilight 27/31' by M Teresa Clayton

Twilight 27/31

by M Teresa Clayton

The moonlight behind the clouds

Creates a blue and eerie glow

Illuminating the night

Casting shadows below

And I close my eyes

To all the secrets I know –

Twilight awakens my deepest desire

Your cold touch sets my soul on fire

There's a haze that hangs low in the sky

Painting everything a smoky gray

Intoxicating the night

Calling me out to play

And I listen closely

To the words as you say –

"Twilight waits for you in the meadow

Come, return to me in the shadows"

Wanting is the stench of a man full of greed

Craving is carried delicately upon the fragrance of need

I feel the cool touch of your hand

Against the soft warmth of my skin

Celebrating the night

With the burning within

And I give myself to you

To my deadliest sin –

My twilight paints the evening white

Removes the darkness from the night

Gluttony never satisfies a man who feeds when he can

Savor the taste of the throat of the woman who bleeds for the man