Flickers Melt

When the dusk drifts off to sleep  
inside a heightened haze  
   
I turn my head to catch a glimpse    
saffron flowers floating down    
lying close unto thy grace    
a beauty glows upon her face    
   
Kiss my soul and carry me    
kiss my lips at sun's last light    
take me home with you tonight  
   
Flickers melt   hot oil spilt  
my way only found out by touch  
heading towards the rush  
beheld a crimson moonlit blush  
   
Steady as your pulse does race  
my vision holds you taught  
brushing hearts thump in reflux  
forever braiding naught