By TV light
we kiss,
that feint flicker
shimmers over
supple skin, as delicate
as a feather
on the wind.
Dark brown eyes
seem like
reflective screens,
like black mirrors
in the low light.
Rippling like
relaxing streams.
Showing
the moonbeams
the way
to get back
home.
By TV light
we touch.
Caressing
radiant lines.
riding the
airwaves tonight.
No drama, nor tragedy.
Just romance at play
under those flickering
wisps from the
visual display.
TV light
hides the scars,
but I'd share my
torn ripped apart heart,
if you'd take me to the stars.
I saw a piece of heaven,
an angelic sight, peacefully lying,
in that strobing nightlight.
and I want to glide
in her wings tonight.
By TV light, I dream.
of you here by my side.
I rode my dreams,
a fantasy journey,
into the imaginary.
Floating on a sugar sweet
moment of saccharine
chemistry. In a flicker of clarity
I remember
the love letters sent
but never seen.
Left over memories
littered on the pages between,
I whispered to you my dream
and I never want
the dream to end.
Thanks for reading
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