This Night

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This Night

 

 

 

 

 

It was through the gate

of ceaseless venture

where we first met

n that fate and timeless night.

 

You,

from your land of dawning

where saints of roses nestle

betwixt the harborage of bays mist

and unheard grapevines,

that meet the sea.

 

Let us engage

among the winds

of ‘morrows kiss

where thickets of conceivings

wallow through

sweet dreams of everlast.

 

Come with me my dear

and flame thy wick

of candles night

you, my lost wind

of deathless eyes,

you,

my muse of heavens

creaking gate.

 

Share with me our

bite of hope

as I slowly

lick the wounds

of your past

and heal

of always

your days to be.

 

Spread your light

upon 

river’s mouth

and hold 

firm veins

within your

open and

shadowed glory.

 

Satiate

your rich longing

as I criss cross

gushing landscapes

burrowing

into those secret

sounds,

untying

your skintight knot

of solitude.

 

You are the song

of plants

and waves of shouts

and foam

amidst the broken statues

of lust

and burnt water.

 

And yet,

if you still

can not see

between the

fondness

that you hold

so entirely

listen to the voice

inside.

 

Your heart

will somehow,

let you know.

 

And so

please don’t read

into my words

or pages filled

of light.

 

Anything

except for you,

the love

I have,

this night.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[SM Davis]

Burrowing
into those secret
soundsand untying
the skin
tight knot
of solitude

You are the song
and plants and waves,
of shouts and foam

(sorry, the formatting didn't quite follow through on the paste) the above lines are stunning. This is a wonderful piece and your imagery here carries the reader through the character's emotions flawlessly.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Bravo - beautiful. What a lucky person to have such a thing penned for them...truly romantic and endearing. So many wonderful visions and descriptions in this work. Great job. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha

[lilain]

My God! This is stunning!!! I'm almost speechless. The play of your words is lovely - the images are dripping in beauty.

This is a paramount companion to Secret.

I bow.

Nice job.
lilain

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This, my friend is beautiful in whole and parts. Wonderful weaving of words. Thank you for sharing

[Autumn's Child]

"You,
from your land of dawning
where saints of roses nestle
betwixt the harborage of bays mist
and unheard grapevines,
that meet the sea"

Incredibly clever.... ;-)

You end this so sweetly, from your pages of light to the love you have this night. This is really sensual.