Sunset's Fall

 
Day surrendered savagely, clawed the sky with crimson nails
left vermillion gouges on the deep'ning dusk
and slipped into Night's embrace. Impetuous lover
with indigo hair, let it fall silently
from crowded mouth, swallow sunset's despair.
To lose the sun is to gain the moon, find solace
in these velvet limbs, cinched on waist;
pressed, wet, against that penumbral cloud, 'twixt Venus
and her star-struck suitor. In shadow find honest love.
Naked want licks at the flame, the struggle
between ebon anonymity and blazing revelation
fought in the gloaming, to be won with moonlight.
Entrust to blind fingers a compass, magnetic --
ever drawing onward, only to finish where begun.
Sheath your fears, wild-eyed mistress. Draw to your breast
this evening love, that we may wake together in the dawn.
 
 
this is a challenge response poem