Memory of Love's Perfection

My silken lips part in memory of perfection that I have seen
On nights when silence casts fire into my heart
This is when passion within a fading torch  
Burns bright as I set it free
To roam in spaces so very different
Than I remember

There lifted up from all I do, while I am looking back in time
Is everything I put in the shadows close behind
And I can hear the perfection shared
Softly beckoning to my soul like no other
From within the ages of a love
Once at rest

My lips once sung of everything we were, yes, they told all
Of the nights I sought out your warmth in silence
When we were like trees that swayed
In winds that did not love our lack of weakness
Or how we refused to admit
We were mortals

A fading torch I think not, the world was merely changing
The reflection of our passion still remained
My silken lips now part in memory of love’s perfection
As I see our hearts turn inward
To roam in spaces so very different
And yet the same

Reviews

[Abdul Aziz]

Typical Neva, this poem! A touch of magic, a dash of longing and the use of exactly the right word at the right time. I see your love of refrains shine through in this, as you tweak them to mean different things in different lines. Beautiful poetry, once again.

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

Beautiful!! Simply outstanding.

[HopelesslyDevoted]

the ending truly touched me! so good!

[SpokenWord]

Love is one of your specialties in poetry. In this poem I do see the perfect love but it also feels like that love was lost and is now missed deeply. Your words are always like silk on the wind.

[Vanessa Rico]

Another beautiful poem! You always create a magical image in my mind! Well done!

[Lily Mae]

I also feel the beauty and the underlying mystery.. Another magical write that plays out like a movie in my mind as I read along.. :) x

[LA Lorena]

the here and now is ever fleeting and brief. only memories are eternal and unchanging.

[Dream Weaver]

Simply "Mesmerizing" !

[Aidz]

I actually hear your Southern Belle voice when I read this.... there is a hint of sadness lurking benath this write I can feel it....