Lost In My Senses
What wondrous night so warm and magical,
I saw you through the tangle of leaves, the breeze gently kissing your delicate cheek.
You weaved slowly to and fro as the yellow Chrysanthemum moon
spilled its molten gold onto your velvety cloak of regal blue.
Tall tendrils of bamboo played percussion in time with your symphony of branches
as I sat beside you and you whispered your desires into my longing ear,
every muffled word, music, every sound gentle like bells heard at a distance.
Your scent lofted into the night air, fragrant and sweet, honey on my longing lips,
your petals soft and perfect.
Was it all but a gentle dream?
Copyright © James Inman | Year Posted 2015
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment