Above the Blue Twilight
Chance the night, oh fragrant wind
Beckon to its drowsy calling
For 'tis there she rises high
And in the morn’s seen falling
Two different worlds on blanket lay
Before creations dawning
T’was there, her glory first espied
Began her lover’s fawning
The gentle glow upon her face
Her light of azure gloaming
A reflection of the love he feels
His warmth of heart e’er showing
Chase the wind, disrupt the tides
My lover, oh my soul
And to your darkened bed abide
In part or by the whole
Though my eyes rare find your face
Upon the darkened night
Forever shall we meet and dance
Above the blue twilight
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