The Golden Hour
Looking to the east there you arrive,
Washing the darkness with light by your side
Smiling, I glance hiding shyness amongst stars
You follow my shadow lending brilliance afar
Upon this highway between you and I,
we dance another dance until it is goodbye.
A highway made only for intimate embrace
Of candles, windows, treetops and grace.
Silent only a few moments as we sway
Music sounding that beckons to play
If only today, tomorrow nothing is sure
Dance with me, dance with me, as the starlight endures.
-Lavinia Busch 2018