Evening Star
by Jonas Hyde

By quill and ink I pen these words,
understanding not what forged such fires.

I gaze upon the darkened sky,
and regard a Star in shadowed veil.

Her sparkle and verve enrapture my breath,
pulling my nous from the gravity of mire.

Her light glistens strong,
closing the distance betwixt ours souls without fail.

Star in my sky,
You give me pause.

I speak to your beauty,
your passion and your radiant charm.

Please hear my words whispered ‘pon this silent night,
whence thy effect ‘pon me is born with cause.

‘For on this eve I am not alone,
and my Evening Star holds my eye within her arms.’