A Brush with Starry Starry Night

It is a honeymoon of sorts
a romance
a chance to bare Witness
to the birth of a Memory
the beginning of a Reminisce
a Daydream,
the Time will come
to leave this
Starry Starry Night
with the Hope
to embrace
it again

It’s the
beginning of a
summers night drizzle
There’s a breeze
It brings a smell
of the days heat
to an end.
Cooling down
Inviting the soul
to refresh itself
and enjoy the sound
A rooftop lullaby

the silhouette cast from the sun light
  
there is a  tease of peekaboo played thru  eyelets

a taste of yellow to a crispy white cotton
revealing an opened back and naked shoulders

a memory and a time
Missed
this is the smile that comes to my eyes
cast from a simple Sundress .

I may not be a great
nor good dancer(admittedly)
But I will make you remember our slow dance
The gentle embrace of my arm round your waist,
my fingers playfully teasing your back ,bringing you closer to me
rest your head on my shoulder ,my chest ,
you can hear (no feel) my heart keeping rhythm with the music ,
the moment .

Love always betrays,
it last but a moment,
and causes pain.
Remember why we like and then love,
don't let them overtake each other,
but let them be a part of each other

I took a journey on a trail , and
along the way I got lost .
On this path each step becomes so familiar , the stride ,the sounds,the smell even the taste of the morning mist ,
there is comfort on the path that slowly turns hypnotic and then it happens , the soul , the mind , the heart  lost to the journey

Im an era,
a black and white movie,
A character
with a heart on my sleeve,
an arm a hand to hold
Im a song from the past
a ballad
a rhythm
a slow dance

Lust is just a  few inches away from love ,it hides behind the skimpiest of clothing with scents that cling to ear lobes,necklines and hidden treasures ,it's an adventure for the senses , a trip that goes up and down and then around with pauses to smile,  better yet a grinnnn .

you can wear your heart on your sleeve
and carry the world on your back

your arms bare the weight of maybe skulls and chains
and honor life and remember the souls

you can dance with the dragons
that surround you

you endure the burn
and outlast the time

the trickle of blood and ink
is just the price to pay

and the reward...

Touch is a memory
Lingering
so sweetly from the past,
And longing
to be enjoy in the future.
a caress ,
a kiss,
a nibble
a cheek,
a neck
Such a journey :)

From my eyes
I look upon this face
I see the wonder
And feel the Warmth

There is Comfort
In the Joy
And longing
In the Sadness

To be witness to it all
And to know
Why