FLOWERS IN CANDLE-LIGHT
Only you, my love,
red wine, myself,
and flowers in candle-light.
the restless leaves
that dance in the sable night.
Soft eyes dewed with yearning.
Only you, my love,
your heartbeat serenade,
ebony shadowed room,
radiant embers fade.
The fleecy touch of finger tips
slide down flushed cheeks,
feather-brush my lips.
Only you, beloved,
and flowers in candle-light!
The moon meets the dawn,
and the long hours of night
find closure with grey light.
I sit at the waters edge that laps,
with whispers, the stony clay,
gazing at the ground where
you lay down to take your last breath.
There is no sign now,
no flattened grass, no kicked stones.
Only the memory remains of that final breath,
and the pained look of farewell in your eyes.
My love I could not sleep. The bed
became a burden. So I have come here,
walking in moonlight to be with you.
I need you, my Darling, today I need you.
Our family and friends gather
to scatter your ashes, to remember, and
for this day alone, to cry as one.
My tears reach far beyond
the stars that now disappear.
Grey light gathers around my grey heart.
Never again will our love-play be soaked in moonlight!
Come to me. comfort me
while embers die to blackness.
Protect and hold me
to your ardent heart.
As the world recedes into ebony
and the moon climbs stairs
to her highest balcony,
wrap me in the silence of sleep.
Stars trek across the cosmic realms.
Come to me, my dream lover,
weave your magic into my heart.
Whisper only those things
the night can tell.
The goddess casts silver light
to where I lie, restlessly waiting
to feel your velvet kiss.
These hours are mine alone,
except for you, my invited guest.
You who slides into my mind and
beckons me to your gossamer arms.
My phantom man of the night,
who lingers seductively in memory
when dawn cowers night to the west,
and I am alone once more
It is so still this night.
Sleep is a wandering gypsy.
Thoughts, like children,
Bounce on a trampoline,
Loudly disturbing these dark hours.
My thoughts rampage between others dreams.
In this town alone,
How many dreams float in the ether?
When, finally, the state of delta
Transports me into other realms,
I want to meet you in that unlimited space
Our souls know so well;
In that timeless place
Where dreams become reality
And reality becomes a dream,
There we can share the bliss of love.