Eyes of truth, trapped by an ancient prism,
declare dreams bear love’s passion.
Moon-bathed velvet nights soothe lonely hearts.
Eyes, soft and deep, resonate the soul’s beauty
beckoning you to grasp shimmering visions within.
Hushed murmurs awaken memories
rumbling through mental images long left behind.
Warm whispers echo softly.
Antiquated love songs intoxicate
with sensual music that tickles the flesh.
Fly on purest night wings in complete stillness.
Now one tear trickles down my lonely face.
In harmony whisper farewell.
Copyright © Katz Palmer