Afterlife
I feel your soft musk fragrances
The moonglow bouncing through the trees;
We entwine as flamed cloud dances
When joy of borrowed time freezes:
And songbirds chant their heady drool
Enticing mild tunes while we flow...
I pulse, I weep upon heaven's pool
To feel your shadow all aglow.
A visit from above brings calm
On gentle that's sure to bring,
An afterlife's most sacred psalm
From love’s flight through your angel’s wing.
Till eternal star grants us bliss
On a midnight divine like this.
Best Rhyming poem July-September 2017
Sponsor: John Hamilton
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Rhyme, Sonnet
Written 7/12/2017: Submitted 10/1/2017
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2017
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