Love In Sweet Abandon
Love in sweet abandon as her voice resounds,
calls to me in echoed waves of whispered sounds,
soothing, lilting, rippling shards of harmonies,
a sensual operetta on the winter breeze.
Lost in stark amnesia in a darkened mood,
'neath simmerings of thunderclouds that seethe and brood,
locked in isolation, set against the light,
I miss her sweet libation in the thrall of night.
Lord, I suffer angels mirrored in her face,
her body sways in splendour with specific grace,
slow motion tarantella danced until the dawn,
leaves footprints in memorial snow upon the lawn.
Love in sweet abandon, how her lips beguile,
part slowly in the fractions of a drop dead smile,
such beauty pulls a killing stroke inside of me,
a king of fools supposing it is not to be.
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