Her Perfect Harmony
Sonnet for an angel
Her perfect harmony cannot fit within the confines
Of the syllabic iambic pentameter
Breaking through the chambers
Racing to the top floor
Let me be the first to meet
her, rays of love and purity
Queen of hearts
Heart pace accelerate
Hand placed on my chest
Heart stamped approved
Her spirit is infinite
Shining brighter, brighter
Then to a blaze, for a minute
And gone
It once was winter
Now summer has set
And now I follow her
Like the magi on Christimas Day
Take this mask off and reveal vulnerabilities
Never exposed
Her perfect harmony makes it okay
Apple flavored reveries
Deep peach fusion
Tongue trance
A sunset air unfurling
Seep into my sin
Taste my secret Eden
Desire sweet
As bee-stings and honey
You pierce my heart
And drip off my bones
Into my marrow
To capture my essence
On your effervescence
Somewhere, out there
On a distant Cosmic shore
Where the lonely know the score
I swear…
I knew your love before
We planted over a hundred seeds in this wild orchid of romance
As the tidal wave of pleasure comes crashing down around us
And we reap of harvest
Where we are at the sun is always shining brightly
Even though the dark rules outside,
Outside our window pane
The stars represent all the past lovers that came before
Us smiling down upon us
Her perfect harmony
Allows me to see love in everything
Her invisible angel wings cover me softly
The feeling of sailing to the other the side
Of the earth, compass in hand pointing true north
Actively seeking the power within
She blesses our journey as her prayers ascend
Her love cannot be comprehended as if a foreign language
Wisp by in the speed of light,
You know something happened
But hasn’t reached the recess of my natural mind
Like each woman I briefly loved;
It lead up to the moment where our destiny would materialize
And our hand in hand create a remarkable abstract painting
A handsome, twilight dream
A dimple in her cheek can be explored for a decade
Portrait ready, picture perfect
A billion words to describe it
This is the start of our love story
Going around in this circle, smaller and then bigger world
Her perfect harmony has created an alternate universe
Just like the chronicles of Narnia,
We are Kings and Queens of our very own kingdom
The tears once cried are now used to water our garden
Pain to beauty
Copyright © Tavarus M. Moreland | Year Posted 2010
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