So it arises
So it arises, awakens,
Honoring my first felt subtle
Emotion, begins the procession
Of night dreams and bust made in the day,
Of long unforgotten beauty’s face.
A salute to their shining eyes.
A thousand suns,
Rays beheld in deep gray pools of vision.
All crisis adverted as your spirit rouses me from
Deep hearts sleep.
No cold hands here.
The circuits of two joined,
Starts the journey of warned new passion,
Like fresh wine from the new vine.
Copyright © ANDREA TRAVIS | Year Posted 2015
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