The scents of twilight seductively bloom

Sun soaked treasures become talismans of the moon

An orchid once as fair as snow

Cursed to mutate, until ebony petals waft to and fro

Under a metallic glow shaped like a crescent

Flies a bat, strikingly effervescent

Lusting for a bite, he drops to a walk

Dark and brooding, his prey he does stalk