Embers Of Twilight ~ with Adagio

Dark moonless nights in limbo of dreams
Makes me shiver under a blanket of desire
Wearing a carnation six steps below the sun

My imagination taking me places I’ve never been
Floating in a bottle of my Bombay dry gin
As I scribble the devil's woo

Chanting of an unknown song
Humming lyrics to the beat with chattering bones
With tales of chowder and dark wings

Tarnishing the pewter of the silent butler
Hearing foot steps in an empty hallway
Without a ladder to egress

From the pale of a mahogany's shell    
Of gothic poets taking a powder with wigs  
Ghosts wearing long black hair not being seen

On a sanctimonious highway to hell  
Grandstanding at the abyss of night
Tumbling out of sight into insanity  

Dark moonless nights in limbo of dreams
In shadows of Eros loosing the limbs
Where red embers become twilight

As the rusted pendulum swings  
Of life's crumpets in my cream
Listening to a silent scream


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