This prayer of mine
bathes in moon light
across so many dreams
mysterious and divine.
She has swum through
the heavenly currents
of my mind
but in this blue inked reality
I'm on my knees,
eyes burnt blind
for this beauty is too much
for mere mortals to see.
She scintillates the rippling view
laying before me.
My angel
of nighttime flights,
delights my eyes,
Ignites my mind,
sets my hand twitching
to write of her. Glorious and sublime.
Her wings span worlds.
Her heart spins words.
She casts no shadows,
reflections never show
her unique angelic glow.
But I know she is flying through.
The turbulent airwaves tell me so.
She travels the stars,
across mind galaxies
to meet me beside the waters
of wide-open dream seas
In the waterfalls
of moon light gleam
she swirls. This sweet dream.
Dancing light droplets
take flight
as they touch her skin,
like magnets drawn in
then pushed out again.
Sprinkling the air,
sparkles and light flares,
Dripping glimmers in the shimmering air
Iridescence scares away any nightmare.
Incandescent, my mind as it fires
A light show of which one can never tire.
No one would believe
How hard it is to breathe
As you stop,
to take in every spin,
Dazzled by
Every twirling scattered rainbow
during this indigo night,
when this beauty is in your scene.
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