Morning Soirees

Down across the distant horizon

In vistas of green in hues unthought

Bleed a sea of blue over red leaden stones

A kaleidoscope of dancing colors of love

So…

Bleed, bleed, through the bluish night

Bleed while there are still stars in sight

And I will bleed through the blinding day

Get drenched in the coruscating Sunlight

For…

The tip of your eye catches my mind’s eye

Ah, this rendezvous will be spent in sighs

I will think a song and twirl it on my tongue

And take you where the land meets the skies

And…

Rivers of dreams shall flow in realms of joy

And the night shall become all coy and shy

There is a drizzle then, a bit and then some

As dawn finds that for which the night tries

Siddhartha, November, 2013