As the sun sinks gently into the waters,
as the sky darkens and light falters,
sleep and passion lay over the world,
beings entangled and souls unfurled.
At these serene and precious times
of thought, whisper and imagined crimes
something rises to the surface of the lips,
yet rests unspoken or the tongue slips.
Moments of pristine personal revelation,
bewildering and met with fear and fascination –
simultaneously a gift, a curse and question
of what is true and what is mere reflection. ...