this day lingers on the edge of dusk as the moon rises less full then my mind with thoughts of you i can feel a breath of wind against my almost bare flesh it arouses me as shadows touch like fingers trembling beneath the folds of lust i feel the moisture within night's air my lips part as i sip the dew and drink thoughts of you the gleam of a thousand stars become your eyes reflecting back as me and i linger on the edge of night drunk on thoughts of you