In the twilight of the hours, my darling Rosine, when all things unknown become known,and all the days cares are pushed away,shadows of the evening fall over usas the sounds of the night fill the air.The grass stirs with soft rustleswhere the angels wait to come from hidden places and dance upon the meadows.The moonlight streams down and lights their enchanted ring,and the soft songs of the night fill the air,making music to lull us into sleep.But I do not sleep nowin the twilight of the hours.For here is where I find youwaiting in the shadows once more.In our mystical meetingsall things become known to us, here we see what was and is again.For in the shadowsour love runs open and free, and in the twilight of the hours we are together once more.
Last night I whispered your name, my love, a whisper barely heard in the quiet of the night. The tears of the day came as I whispered” I need you” a whisper barely heard except by the stars but then you were there, in an instant, by my side and I knew at that moment that those whispers are carried by our love from my heart to yours. May you wake from dreams, my beloved, the soft whispers of the night lingering around you. May you see me as I stand before you, waiting for that day when you hear the words I speak to you. Hear the words both spoken and unspoken and know it is my voice that finds you in the night. With opened eyes you know that these words from my heart could be for no other but you, for in your beautiful eyes you have captured my heart and with you I have found home*kiss*