Your Soul's Afterglow, Caught Up In Poem by james watkin

With my sleep, you go
A thief on a dreamless night.
Moonlight on pillow.
A fragrant air, in its flight.
Curtains to and fro.
All that's now sheer-stark
For an ultra-fine breeding
Adjudges enough.
All that, unvoiced, in heeding
Adjudges enough.

Whose eloping, day-slick
This spectral-finessed? This felt?
With lightnings endowed.
And beyond, trails a star-belt
Intenser avowed!
Hurried on of her
Against stiff nature, running
Capping the wonder.
Fixed grimace of it, stunning
Capping the wonder.