When charge of night did bring you here
the purple winds melt loneliness
and evenings chill brush soothingly
across blushed cheeks held hand in hands.
This moment so contained beheld
the cutting hopes of hearts fulfilled
so cherished one come visit me
where April’s slender figure stands.
Then once again the rapture shall
consume the spirit lovingly
and leave behind the afterglow
of heated purple winds’ demands.