You drift upon a floating tide
With filmy dew
Laced in your hair. But oh,
Those clouds of gold and silk
Adorn your eyes
The richest tincture stains the skies.
Your body melts into the light
As Aurora yawns, her sunbeams fight
And fluid breezes wrap their arms
Around you, transient,
half-dissolved at night.
The crimson brow and guilded wings
Take mingling flight
And hazy colour blazons bright.
Yeilding, no; savage my soul
As Phoebus groans and Memory sings.