ENCHANTING COMMUNION

 

“You make me feel amazing”

Her dancing eyes

Tightly shut

Yet hoping for a glimpse

Of loves blinding ray

Despite circumstance

Against crushing odds

Daydreams frolic

Knocking patiently

Etiquette answers

Melancholy’s home

She speaks of Wordsworth

Digs The Cure

Tenderness

Soft summer rain

Her gentle ways

So sensitive

Genuine

Graceful

Rhythm pounding

Inside his fragile mind

Sheer passion

Coursing

Sacred blood

Shared so long ago

Needing her

Silently

He bleeds

She dwells front and center

His heart

An open book

To climb inside awhile

Their magical place

Enchanting communion 

Sadness

Dark things flee

Acceptance arrives

Hope

Remains indwelled

Natural

So good

Sleepless nights invade

Intuition territory

Soon flowing words

Soothe their restless souls

Such logic

Never mind

Forever unexplained

And never meant to be

 

 

 

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008

 

 

Reviews

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Oh, what a melancholic ending with such hope and transcendence throughout. Wordsworth is one of my favorite poets especially the work 'We Are Seven' - I have written a poem about that. Thank you for sharing such a delight.
Light,
Siddartha

[SPINNING ON that dizzy ..]

I like this alot. It is nearly a list in the sense of things that happen and make things happen.... there is a pulse and a dance to this that makes a smile just happen as I read. Of course, any woman that "Digs the Cure... well, I just resemble that remark.... haha...... I like this and, well, any time you are told by a woman with closed eyes that you just made her feel amazing.... well.... maybe this only had to be one line long!!! haha - excellent images here...


Kath