Imagine

The long day welcomes an evening's pause of red-feathered skies as the last dim light of Autumn has arrived tonight I will lie on a hillside and imagine you though we are miles apart we'll dance in the moonlight beneath stars that wander above, like fine-dressed guests and you...before me in a blue and white cotton dress that catches the chilled air as you spin...smiling I'll bow before you and raise my head to find your eyes then lift you high, a silhouette against the moon Yes, I will imagine you in streams of flowing pictures that flood my mind before pouring over me a waterfall trying to wash away the years of purple asters and roses whose beauty filled the senses in cluttered thoughts of distant days that come like a flock of birds diving in unison dispersing as they fall as brown fallen leaves that lie scattered and crumbled, tumbling away with the curled petals of asters and roses that cover an empty garden where ghostly footprints vanish into a gray horizon of flowing black clouds where the sun never rises, and the round sky cries leaving nothing I will imagine what beauty was, before the storm and I was left to walk on barren ground that lies before the jeweled steps leading to the throne of love where my heart and soul once sat next to you