13 April, 2016 - One more Note

the night is when the imagery blooms brilliant
the warmth of the dark wrap settles the senses
                  the lights flicker away in the distance
       limbs stretch in slothful languor
eyes droop lazily on to each others lap, fingers clasp wanting kip,
lips pursed to each other in no interchange
        hips hang on to the bed in honeyed glee
pleasure enters the bones and veins as the days blues settle in
sleep comes by in measured tomes
            I can watch the clouds settling in far away, dark and somber

And, you arrive lissom and sprightly the smile blooms the surrounds
           do we hug today?
Oh that smile draped on to your rim so ideal
the earnest embrace of your incidence enwraps me

            We watch the clouds gather together,
               listen to the hum of the wind pleating history
               to tell some stories murmered in distant lands
               the melancholic purr of the cat, whir of sand, cry of baby
            all clear and precise for both of us to laud

I can watch the strands of hair on your skin fade in the silken darkness of my gloom
   
I would love to watch you sleep, while I do
              as your body slumps into freedom completely withdrawn
as life's daily death guards your angelic face
your hand on my hand uninhibited, in love, lay

I love you so....my dear..