Tapestry

 

I walk the night.

An insect clinging onto life,

led by the glare

of fluorescent lights.

I look aside,

see her walking there.

In the coolness

of this late-night air.

 

She slides

from the pages,

a black and white

photograph

given life,

Star of the silver screen

slipping into reality.

Catwalk beauty queen

into my dreams she walks,

Never to leave.

 

Stunningly beautiful

she walks through

the beating

streets of my heart.

Along the pathways

beside brittle

building shards,

cascading

towers of cards.

A silhouette

outline divine

against

my moonlight shrine.

 

She walks,

a blaze of fire.

A whirlpool of passion

enshrouded

around her

caring thoughtful mind.

She inspires

with the words

she finds,

brushing the embers

until they relight

and begin

to burn bright.

Lighting her tapestry

of tempting worlds

in which to play.

 

 

 

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