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Talk to me

M o o n is a rose quartz pearl,
     unraveling midnight musings,
                  glazed in citrine dust of 
                                  dancing diamonds. 
And I am but a 
       mere poet in awe,
            weaving love from 
                      silver syllables 
                        of her sparkling halo….


Let’s talk tonight   
                   in moon language,
only we can 
               strap the stars that
seem reluctant to shine,
                 as our love beams 
brighter than 
                  billion flickers 
of red diamonds 
                  adorned across 
the Persian Lily skies.

I see our n a m e s engraved in 
                           golden caviar lines, 
                                            reflecting 
     mulberry m e m o r i e s
                             sedately upon 
                                seas that flow so calm.

Take my heart,    place your thoughts
                within my soul,
                      listen to me inhale 
your husky whispers 
    deeper than you can deny,
whilst you bloom 
like an everlasting dahlia, 
d r i f t i n g into an 
    eloquently woven aura.

Let’s sing to the flaming petals, 
                      swerving along 
                        stellar waves tonight,
                                    awakening the 
                                      fire that burns
                                               so silently,
   from a distant planet,
                    turning reality into 
                        an ethereal era of 
                        mythical mysteries. 

Maybe midnight 
                     angels may reveal 
our enchantments 
                     within crystalline clouds,
Maybe silken wind 
                     wouldn’t surrender 
to secrets hidden 
                     beneath 
                      periwinkle pigments.

So don’t ignore 
                  the fizzled sparklers, 
emanating through 
                these e s o t e r i c eyes,
let it be the turquoise truth, 
                 you’ll worship in 
hyacinth hymns tonight,
                 as we unleash 
                          violet verses
                               across valleys of 
                                     vintage romance, 
to reignite our 
                    desires beneath 
the sterling Luna,
there our sighs 
          will r i s e 
high into the
            mightiest s k y of sapphires
            wrapped in fragrant spring delight.

Maybe we are 
        eternally entwined 
            by stardust that 
                runs through our veins, 
                  and cosmos that 
                    fill two beating hearts 
                       as they become one.. 
like bleeding fine merlot wine 
   that will taste 
      sweeter with t i m e

              In 
         delicate 
   arms of twilight
 strings of stars sail 
  in silvery cadence
     a moonscape 
      of diamond 
          dreams

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