Evening Stroll

REVISED VERSION...thanks to critique by members of this forum: Evening Stroll Dark lashes of dusk sweep your face drawing my eyes to contours hitherto hidden by rude rays that glare away the finely drawn lines, exposing expressions you'd wished untold. Twilight's tolerant smile bestows such grace upon the face of one whose knowledge gleams like polished glass, allowing your certainty to light the path of our evening stroll. I believe I hear the moon sigh with envy as your radiance casts doubt upon the supremacy of its lustrous light. Ah, how you do eclipse its beauty tonight. And I have never loved you more. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ previous version: Evening Stroll Dark lashes of dusk sweep your face drawing my eyes to contours hitherto hidden by rude rays, that glared away your beauty, overexposing every expression you wished untold. Twilight's tolerant smile bestows such grace upon the face of one whose knowledge shines like polished glass, reflecting purity from within to illuminate our evening stroll. What will the soft soulful sigh of the moon make of your radiance, which casts doubt upon the supremacy of the lunar light? Ah how you must eclipse its beauty tonight. And I have never loved you more.