The Long White Satin Glove

memory of a woman...

The Long White Satin Glove

 

 

Lying on the plush red carpet

On the stairs to the balcony where I first caught glimpse of her

Was the long white satin glove of an angel

Lingering the scent Oil of Lavender

 

 

Believed in her in the moonlit glaze

Cheeks the color and feel that of a peach

She needed only a palace and a throne

Divinity that outstretched arms could not reach

 

 

Reminiscing her I feel the heat

Only the cool touch of her glove brings relief

Closing my eye whilst still on the terrace

Searching for that Cinderella of my belief

 

 

Keep I will the cherished moments of her

Keep I will the long white satin glove

Hope I will she will search for to find it

Pray she will find me and my love

 

©LadyAnn Graham-Gilreath

March 11 2015

 

 

Reviews

[VALORMORE DE PLUME]

I enjoyed this tribute to an angel.

[LadyAnn68]

Went crazy needed an angel today! Thanks for reviewing

[VALORMORE DE PLUME]

My pleasure.

[Ana D S M]

Enjoyed this very much, it makes me think of a ghost, remembered by those she left behind and whom she visits from time to time.

[LadyAnn68]

Wow thanks...for reading too...

[Ana D S M]

You're welcome!