You slip like the light
across the canopy
over my eyes
and all I see
and cover my heart
and every dream
like a wavering
moonlight beam
Clouds linger in starlight
on invisible strands
The world seems still
until I feel the touch
of your hands
Then it moves
beyond expectations
The dawn holds back
its presentation
Daylight remains
just out of view
For I long to love
the night in you
(September 26th, 2017)
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Post Modern Mystic
PoetryPoetry fills a need of the human heart to express through the construction of artistic verse, the things that hide in its depths. This book of poetry is my attempt to reach those places and beyond. See if I do. Let me know if I reach you. This will...
