At first you were a shadow in the dark
where shadows never lurk, but there you were,
a bah relief of black on black, an arc
cast by the beating of a heart that stirs
from fonts of hope eternal, as a lark
trills in the daylight when my senses purr
and keep on swooning when the lapis grows
and weds an onyx mate in true love's throes.
And then your shadow moved across my gaze
to take my breath and throw it to the night
just as my heart leapt in an endless maze
of crimson thoughts and nuptial jitters white
until you kissed my lips in breezeful phrase
and disappeared in coming silver light.
When I awoke before a dawn unseen
I wept for my zephyrous shadow queen.