Peace, if not for slumber.
 
Most would not find daily.
 
I have found peace in twilight expression.
 
I serenade your resting essence.
 
Your calm wraps around my spirit.
 
Like a warm blanket in the evenings chill.
 
Craving the flavor of one who inspires.
 
I watch your windows close due to slumbers seduction.
 
Finding the calm inside its tranquility.
 
Harmonizing with its serenity.
 
I stand behind the Bleu curtain.
 
Armed with a wine glass.
 
Patiently waiting with my window ajar.
 
Curious on how my lover’s flower.
 
Will reflect the new sun rays of creativity.
 
Pondering new flavors her nectar enhances.
 
Your inner-beauty revitalized & soul refreshed.
 
I give you a canvas with no margins or edges.
 
Coveting your internal explosions.
 
I pour them into my tall glass.
 
With an aroused sense of purpose.
 
I drink yet remain thirsty.
 
Finding peace in the stillness of its love stained crystal.
 
I eagerly wait to be drenched by my sleeping Queen.
 
 G.B.