Don Juan Night Poem by Night Flyer

Silence like amber glass, flowing down to endless reaches of darkness
Silent mists float in cumulus waves 'neath the diamond Moon's sad smile,
In wintry wisps, over a serpentine wilderness
Its melting light sings out to the roses of midnight
The silver wind rising to an ancient panorama of liquid opal and ruby smoothness
In roaring effulgence
To foggy rooms of sky I reach out
Here in a Don Juan night
Trapped in the hourglass of time.