On Cloud Nine
The spent sun sets, takes away my day
I paint new sun on canvas within
The silver moon in satin night sky
Reflects in inner mirror my dreams
Configured in essence euphoric
For your charming closeness completes me.
I walk the penultimate ninth mile
My soul spreads wings for the final flight
Soars to eternal bliss on cloud nine.
May 13, 2021
Syllable count : 9 per line (howmanysyllables.com)
Contest : A Time For Nine
Sponsor : Michelle Faulkner
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2021
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