On a Night Like This
Paper latterns light the gardens path.
To a splendid night and a summer bath.
Rose peddles trampled under her feet.
As her form fill's the darkness.
hiding in the shadows trying to catch a peek.
Of the beauthy who gives life with her
kiss.
Magic seems real on a night like this.
On a night like this the world stands still.
when feelings are spent.
And emotions serve there own will.
She tempts the angels and makes the old young.
Climbing the invisable ladder.
Rung by rung.
Green tea she sips while drifting down
a lonley night.
A painters brush draws a tear at her sight.
Golden hair cold blue eyes.
She breaks hearts with sugar coated lies.
Jasmine fills the air.
With love and memories to share.
nothing about her seems real.
She acts unfazed with mass appeal.
Often is her coldness mixed with rejection.
She surrounds herself with walls for
constant protection.
Living in a world of her own making.
Giving visions of passion for the dreamers taking.
No matter her ways still someone she does miss.
As the wind travles through the trees.
She reflects on a night like this.
She fills the emptyness with a secret innovation.
On a broken dream and a promised vacation.
Standing in the shadows soaking up her eternal bliss.
Romance and passion.
Come togather on a night like this.
Copyright © Ken Casey | Year Posted 2010
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