Today was spent in languor
Drifting through the fold
As midsummer vent its glamour
In cobbled streets a thousandfold
I bore cruelty from the sun
The jewelry that it hung
About me God it stung
Like life's betrayal
Now shadows lengthening
Hear the nightside sting
The promise of delightful things to come
Wester vespertine
When the sun is in decline
Reddened skies underlined in purple
Exemplify cries goodbyes are verbal
Bats carouse about the tree line
Daylight bows out, free and feline
And dusk comes so sublime
So wester vespertine
Feel the rush of power this magical hour
The heavens blaze their flames devour
The smoke of ruins black against
A bled horizon mystic incensed
Nightfall is dressed in fantasy
Ethereal the end of day enthralls
Voyeurs watching from the stalls
It enfolds the drear and drab
Lifts our heart to sheer romantic
Pyromantic necromantic heights
Of bright sensation
Feel the rush of power this magical hour
The heavens blaze the angels cower
Wisps of sulphur at my lips
The abyss at kissed fingertips
Nightfall is blessed with majesty
This night will see indictment
For my needs extol
The virtues of excitement
This soul reigns uncontrolled
Sweet scents, the vents of Mother Earth
Have lent to my rebirth
Her perfume is perverse
And that's the way I like it
Bethlehem is opening
Her terrifying wings
The promise of its frightful things to sperse
Hesperus will shine
Out foremost as stars climb
And dusk comes so sublime
So wester vespertine
Feel the rush of power this magical hour
The moon invades the vestal bower
Gas lamps flicker in devotion
Like fireflies on an iron ocean
Nightfall is best left to telestic needs
Crepuscular
This theater is spurred
To drive the painted nails home
And let man's blithe desire roam
About the city lit to please
The pretty bits this august eve
Revive my mortared soul
Toward the end
Toward the splendor
Like lot the host gives up its ghosts
His gorgeous daughters now surrender
Lammas glamour
Hammered in the dying light
Like a glowing hot saber set to clangour on the anvil
We'll bang destiny to rights now
Wester vespertine
This is our time to taste
To chase to embrace to lay waste to the vine
The cup of fornication is a decadent red wine
Wester vespertine
When the sun is in decline
Reddened skies underlined in purple
Exemplify cries, goodbyes are verbal
Bats carouse about the tree line
Daylight bows out free and feline
And dusk comes so sublime
So Wester Vespertine
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