“Silk dress in indigo”

In lamplight’s hush, she glides: a silent flow  
Of indigo, spun dreams that softly gleam—  
Her silk dress gathers midnight’s ancient glow,  
Each fold a dusky petal from a dream.  

Moon-kissed and trembling thin upon her skin,  
It shivers where her laughter stirs the air,  
A waterfall of blue caught deep within,  
Its sheen refracting secrets she won’t share.  

Between the shadows, jewel-dark and keen,  
She dances on the parquet, swift and low;  
Her hem sweeps whispers, weaving blue and sheen,  
A fluttering creek where silent wishes go.  

O indigo—more night than eye can see—  
You robe her heart in midnight mystery.

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