Poem

Dec 03, 2003 18:41

I am now going to utilize this account
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How many ways can beauty be shone through the velvet touch of your skin?
Skin so soft and so pale in comparison to the light that reflects from off of the moon and onto your skin...
it dances in your dark hair making it golden, making all seem like daylight.
Even in the mist that creates this night...
you smile and i am at peace.
The breeze that flows through the gently gliding branches of the willows that surround us in the grove seem to be reaching towards your head...
as though wishing to crown you like a goddess.
The goddess of spring. In your eyes i can see as limitlessly as the horizon...
and with such fire and music, i close my eyes and rest my head on your shoulder.... hearing your heart beat makes mine no longer wish to race. Instead it slows it's pace to walk side by side with you.
My love flows through me like the river that caresses the very tips of your fingers as they reach for the bottom soil...
You bring up a bit of earth and i hear her sigh in happy wonder at your interest.
As though there were gold in your palm you play through...
not finding gold, but the wonder of the thing.
Your heart is wide as a childs...
adventure makes you dance and so it dances in your heart.
Just as the very nearness of yours makes mine dance.
In the sky above me i can see our reflections.
Dancing in the heavens we use the stars as foot steps and follow the cosmic waltz to our own resting place by a sea of shooting stars.
The clouds wrap us in their embrace and hold me even closer to you than i could ever imagine myself being...
i close my eyes and i see you smiling into my heart.
With a kiss you drain me into yourself and i lay in peace....
Slumber makes me nearer still, for you are ever present.
The one in my dreams. But i've destroyed your dream.
With one touch from the tip of my fingers i've soiled your canvas and your colours begin to fade and foul....
dripping from the surface and collecting in puddles at my feet like tears.
The ones i cry for you, i still cry for myself.
The wretched hole i've left in your canvas, burned through by my unknowing uncaring heart still festers on my finger tips.
You linger still in my dreams...
but so far away from me you dance...
never looking back as though to say...
goodbye.
And so i'll see you in my dreams...
forever the same in my heart yet forever changed in my memory.
I love you more now than when i had you beside the willow trees.
I love your hair as though it were beside my eye in our sleep...
i love your fingers as though they were caressing my lips as only your love would have bid them...
and through your eyes which lie closed to me...
i can see your heart torn, but i hold it close to me....
still mine in this dream that has become my daydream.
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