Dusk Poem by John Leon

Breach another day no more
Come to this hollow place, what for?
Where wingless angels are set free,
Back and forth, from you to me
Gazed back has the abysmal mistress
Who unwound me to a wick
And set the spark that lit the flame
To illuminate this eternal pain
'Till enchantress unwirls her saber stick,
Which cuts me out of pure magic
But still, that which has passed is done
And soon will I with setting Sun