Your Soft Form By The Candle

Your Soft Form By The Candle

A Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

this is the chance

I know must go tomorrow

bold and show I want so

uncontrollably after

wonderful I thinks so

oh take the chance

or what will be they carry away

crazy which we will go on

I see you agree

unto this shouldn't fail me now

 

I turn some music on

I burn some candlelight

morning strong enough saves

soft touch and moves

to the very heartbeat

in a new place

 

all in one thought

all in one heart

all in one body

we mustn't rush

but it rose so fast in us

I guess you felt

much like I felt myself

flesh touches through right

like thunder moves brushes

words asserts how eyes can

assures a quiet wet rainstorm

 

I turn some music on

I burn some candlelight

morning strong enough saves

soft touch and moves

to the very heartbeat

in a new place

 

I feel a slight chance inside me

impart you might

I already knew before

or since striking on something by

above our heads

a light for you, a bright star

shooting over our eyes

after a big moment becomes

thinking, feeling,

made a real meaning

like never ever got leaves before

silent and swift we soar high 

free on flight to the bright

moon seeing there is

something out there

 

looks at that's it

little wonder now our moment

little empty snail shells

perfect how the moon

can act shining

clear into our windows

 

I turn some music on

I burn some candlelight

morning strong enough saves

soft touch and moves

to the very heartbeat

in a new place

 

when some in a quiet

wet rainstorm

to pull down the curtain early

tonight your soft form

by the candle shine

 

© 2021 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley


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Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

Riverside, NJ



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