Specks and Flecks

Lingering crescents etch themselves in nightmare’s bane

Dusky arcs wizened with shivering souls that so endearingly rouse

Spirals speaking of lust embrace a shame

Limericks there and never name shall be avow

Rosy rhymes of mine cannot daringly recline

Eclipses of dawn folds with glum chimes

Melting blankets cape over smearing eyes

Azure lilies for yore smothered in twines

Limelight chalices incline quivering moon dreams

Blurs gallantly endeavor to be amid and between

Things that ravish to be seen for the solitaries who finger for the seams