Captive Queen, Entwined In Evening Song, Everlasting Dance (7) Poem by Captain Cur

When we met as strangers in day's first light
Thy spirit's auric glow washed across my life,
In speech unsteady struggling with each breath
I as one with thee, bonded to thy flesh.
In that still morning, that eternal June
Naked flowers shivering bathed in morning dew;
Thy lips glistening, moist and fresh and full,
All things awakening! All was beautiful!
Should I never wake from thy music's trance
Entwined in evening song, everlasting dance,
Shall I never falter, shall I always reach,
When together in our graves then our dance will cease.