Member Poem

I saw a woman emerge from a shadow
  With a sly demeanor and look about.
Her sequined dress was aglow.
  She didn't know I was also out.

I watched her remove a silver shoe
  And stick her foot into the mere –
One of the darkest ferrous blue –
  As if testing the temperature.

Her dress was even more brilliant -
  After a countenance of approval -
When she crossed the bleak horizon -
  Careful not to soak her lunar veil.