A Quilt of Passion (For Joy)
I look out last night
To fondle the shining stars
How lovely your eyes
Bright asters glowing
Soft the liquid rivers run
I scoop joy's delight
A soft wind blows here
Where is the jasmine blooming
Naked to my sight
Love sings in the tree
The nightingale is awake
It's heart breaks for you
Far away the stars
Like dry grass of memory
Burns in water still
I need you tonight
The moon is late, I'm alone
And shadows haunt me
Stars all silent stays
Yet the wind will speak your name
Nothing mutes my heart
I love you, brown night
Your fragrance the heart's drum beat
Too loud for my sleep.
I fondle flowers
Soft as light upon your skin
Dreams are stolen keys.
Open stoma's door
Tiptoe the light on petals
To kiss the night gone
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2010
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