Subject On Love's Truce
When fiery language rages
our worlds collide,
That even new moonlight pales
as night-stars hide
Into shadows of inked duskfall
through night and bleak rain--
Where pin- pointed gazes flare
an out-pour again:
I hurl a tempest , wild my yells
You, a cracked windstorm--
Till holy silence overcomes us
turning gust to milder form
Precious reveries slowly abide
clear as lustrous dew;
Unforgotten in time's intervals
scenting passion anew .
Oh dream-makers clutch unto love
Tender the wave of sky…
When velvet kisses rush and meet
drenched in rain’s lullaby.
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4/3/2017
On Any Subject: Brenda Chiri's Contestt
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2017
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