Lost in the Evening

She’s more than a warrior,
she’s a wizard’s queen.
She’s the only one he’s found
with any idea what he means.

Down walking she was beaming.
Corners of her smile hit the sky.
You could get lost in her evening.

Dark as night, as bright as the sun,
but evening doesn’t come around these days.
Not lately anyways.

She is not a devil,
she is not a saint,
I believe she covers it all,
like flawless walls she paints.

Building out a lifetime.
When they said you only get one.