TWILIGHT'S PEARLS

Strings of streetlamp gems glowing in the ebbing light
silently pointing towards the glass citadels of fiery squares.
Yielding the fading sun unto a crystal fire of spellbound night,
guiding the heart to dance among the shine in towering flares.
Gently the soul surrenders unto a serenity and calming flight,
yearning swells to caress the magic of electrified steps in airy stairs.

Amid the lure from the illumined necklace of twilight’s pearls,
day quietly slips between the sheets of memory’s vivid tome.
Yesteryear’s song of innocence recalls enchantment’s swirls,
slowly swelling that soothing shelter under nostalgia’s dome.
Youth’s spirit awakens the fluttering elation from naiveté’s twirls,
sanguine seductions embrace the eve’s auras as an inviting home.

In the dimming luster of sunset’s evaporating rays in fleeting charms,
nocturnal neon diamonds wrap the spirit with a conjurer’s arms.