racing,
gracefully, across the burning dawn,
her sliver of wonder catches my eye,
setting a flame to the magic inside.
…and she moves on.
triumphant, vainglorious….untested,
and blessed
with a golden touch of destiny,
a new day rises.
filled with promise
and hopes undeclared.
and so, a great joy grows in my chest,
yet i long
for my lady of the night.
i yearn for her mystery, and thirst
for her wisdom.
so i wait
for darkess to fall,
so we are free to fly,
together again.
past and future
swingin’
unhinged.
a jumble of emotions
erupts twixt the new lovers:
anticipation….trepidation,
or
was it already lamentation?
yeah, life is a one way street,
but the doors to love swing both ways.
hopes
and dreams unending
flash brilliantly against a rainbow.
effervescent luminescence
blinds their hearts;
and wicked bliss
numbs their soul.
until the tempest.
and
on winds of doubt,
storm and shadow break unto night.
but
love hovers safely,
tethered,
like a kite.
such
is the way of dreamers.
such
is the way
of love.
Look!
a silhouette of the wonderous setting sky!
glowing remnants of such flaming majesty!
Astounding!
Magnificent!
Luminous!
mere reflections of Beauty,
and all i may behold.
memories
of past brilliance, frozen
in detail spectacular,
fill the tomes
stacked in this
cavernous soul,
but
there is no light to see:
the torch
having been extinguished
by me.
so i dream in shadow,
and play in between
what was
and never could be.
walk
with me.
till the end. there are
so many
miracles there.
for here,
where we are
alone,
the magic is
lost,
the moment-
forgotten.
this fire,
but an errant spark
of your fading desire.
night falls
as we seek another day.
till then,
on these words
i pray.
as thunder gently caresses
the edges of my sanity,
the calm of inevitability
crashes down
upon my head.
wild and true,
a crescendo of Love
personified,
slowly calcifies into
me,
and you.
cloud break; time
shift
bring more nether
in which
we lose ourselves.
i step securely upon wisps
of desire
and sink
so low
into your celestial wonder-
to pause again,
gasping,
for milk
and
honey.
and the rain falls
again
gently caressing
these expectant lips.
the tingling, stinging frost that rips my skin
belies the blistering heat
flowing from a soul afire.
bathe me in your grace,
as I writhe idolatrous,
drowned in our pleasure:
devouring your succor;
hungering for more.
underneath, and
between the rapturous birdsong,
and
hovering over every golden burst
of dawn,
lies
Fear,
greedily waiting
to devour your flame.
waiting
to sap your pleasure
waiting
for your fall.
Except,
the beauty of nightingale’s sorrow,
and
the blinding glory of our favorite star
lifts true believers
above the pesky threats of love.
so,
my cumbersome angel,
come,
glide
on winds untold,
and let us,
together, fall
eternal
cold hearts dream
of lost childhoods.
but you & me,
we
founder together
in the crucible of our love.
squealing delirious,
and dancing with glee.
and the wonder of youth rushes forth
on sweet tiny little feet,
greeting us with jubilant smile and wide trusting eyes.
our future is secure:
you,
you, &
me
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