When those lips
shade the night in red roses,
coating the soft moss
of a forest floor. Our bed to rest
and share our thoughts.
My thoughts
will have fled,
so, I'll only be able to
look at you
and adore
the view instead.
When eyes look out
from a rowboat fantasy,
on a lake of shadows.
Candles of
intrigued and doubt
dance in the sky.
Sparkling then twinkling out,
until all I can see
is the universe inside your mind.
so pretty. It blazes so bright.
So pretty it blazes all night.
From the place between
tomorrow and today.
In the world where
darkness and light play,
where night becomes day,
and day becomes night
in an eternal game
of musical chairs.
the satin piece sways,
sat in peace so far away.
Whilst the musical art beats,
blaring, heartfelt and free.
Lifting my thoughts
like a stowaway through the clouds,
into the galaxy of your heart, which beats so loud
When I listen to the moonlight
whispering on low lonely nights.
She replies in images of beauty,
fleeting visions blink across my sight.
She speaks about how
when future becomes today,
the darkness will clear
from my eyes, and
in that world we will stay.
If you said the words I long to hear
I'd follow the stars to be always near.
I'd follow rivers until they lead to you,
like an ocean, beautiful, I'd dive into the blue.
Just to feel the warmth
you hold deep inside you.
I don't ask anything in return,
just to smile when you see my joy,
To let me bear witness to your life.
Watching you rise through glorious skies.
Angel,
I cherish the memories that live in future tides.
Thanks for reading
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