tangled in the twilight

so quick and so very simple
this quiet and perfect satisfaction
time is a formality; formality, non-existent,
i have forgotten every normal human restriction
to music that need not be played,
held in your arms, i follow you
we’re tangled in the twilight
we could take a staircase to the moon
led by a procession of the brightest stars
the sky has ever hoped to shine
beside you in the still of night
it’s bliss to know you’re mine


for my andy