Indolent as the sinking sun
Tucked in beneath the sheets
Of stratus hovering on skin
Up to her lady's chin

Propose a new locution
To discern a lover's toil
Mute and bewildered
By the tragic dimming light

For blazing sensitivity 
Could ne'er reduce the spoils
Of cherished forest nymph on lute
Of loss mythologised

Tame the darkest craving
Urge of new moon water signs
Embody all we never spake
Through threads touched by desires