My Lover’s Moon
Captivating glow cascading over his body
I blush as I stand there watching
My lover’s moon is out tonight
And I am his star
His hand reaches for mine
Our fingers lock
Activating a hypnosis
Seeping into each other
Exploring each other’s worlds
Taking mental pictures as we go
Enjoying the ride because it is the only one that exist
It’s the only one important enough to get the attention
It is the light of love
My lover’s moon
Simultaneous patterns arranged in
a manner that ignites deep inner emotion
Cause various physical reactions in the form
of tapping,clapping,nodding
These are simply orchestrated...
In this train with my booming headphones
the rhythm makes me lose my train of thought
I seem to be in a trance for that time
drums,guitars,pianos,violins all in sync
Simply cause movements of the limbs..
El musica a universal language
talking to the new found lovers
connecting to the gifted dancers
motivating the poets causing a reaction of sort
Which I continue to fail in explaining..
The poets can second me that music tends
to tarnish what we call writers block
These recurring beats provided the correct atmosphere
and courage to go down on one knee
activating a zestful response to my lover
La musica, The music...
Beautiful colors are worn so bold.
Underneath the glory extends.
Taking notice you see yellow gold.
Tracing the design it never ends.
Everyone specifically so different.
Rendering possibilities galore.
Floating gently, never indifferent.
Letting senses prepare to adore.
Your eyes witness their effervescent.
Daylight fading you take a lasting look.
Realizing the end of such iridescent.
Earning a place in the mind like a book.
Activating a pleasurable memory to hold.
Mesmerizing your thoughts so bold.
Seeing butterflies gone, leaves you cold.
written 12-12-15
In tenderness he strives it's his very
loving nature. He loves us all the same,
turning the other cheek from all the
haters.
He tells of faith " as a grain of mustard seed",
activating a prayer in belief. In your heart
truly believing in a breakthrough, what you
asked for came true.
Just as a grain of mustard seed shall become
the tallest of shrubs, providing shelter for many
animals and birds. Keeping growing and growing,
who would have ever known!
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