Midnight Romance
The molten stars in midnight sky proclaim
my rapture in obsidian set free
as raven foil in effervescing claim,
of smoky cirrus in moonlit decree,
that flowers beg upon my crimson thoughts
when saffron whispers in a charcoal pit
bring ash of roses in the remnants caught
by pasts of once cerulean remit.
I stir absinthe on onyx table top,
in porcelain the patio does glow,
my inhibitions in the sable drop
while shadows in the chartreuse gardens grow.
My ivory facade is now in flames;
this naked love for you the midnight claims.*
*This is a re-write of my free verse poem, Rapture in Obsidian, posted 6/4/17.
I've been wanting to re-write it for some time but only just today stumbled
on a way to do that.
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