Lady of the Garden

Evening comes to sanctuary,
Drifting ever slowly towards me,
Engulfing this soul in a passion
Neither light or dark...
...rising from her...
Angel's breath glides over skin,
Winds so enthralling to my ears
Arriving to carry me from my senses.
In this garden from heaven's womb,
Too vast to fathom the lady it formed,
Serene beauty exists in this vision...
... for her alone...
Yet I am given a chance to admire,
Only until the calm is broken and,
Underneath the lights...
...she whispers...