In the delicious dusk
We danced
Let the starless fantasies
Soak into our blighted fight.
The moonlight, delectable
Moonlight flitted in the trees
A filigree pattern reminiscent
Of the wrapping papers with which
I once covered the long days
And sad afternoons I spent alone.
You removed a thermos of
Lukewarm coffee from your heart, and in
That singularly solemn week
I fell in love.
Deliciously in
The sweetest love.
But it melted with
Sugar crystals
In the first bitter
Rains of October.
And the Halloween candy
Stashed behind my door
Was forgotten in the
Loneliness
A sense of isolation I couldn't shake
Not since I'd used
Every last inch of wallpaper
On you.
Jul 5, 2016
Jul 5, 2016 at 5:30 PM UTC
In the delicious dusk
We danced
Let the starless fantasies
Soak into our blighted fight.
The moonlight, delectable
Moonlight flitted in the trees
A filigree pattern reminiscent
Of the wrapping papers with which
I once covered the long days
And sad afternoons I spent alone.
You removed a thermos of
Lukewarm coffee from your heart, and in
That singularly solemn week
I fell in love.
Deliciously in
The sweetest love.
But it melted with
Sugar crystals
In the first bitter
Rains of October.
And the Halloween candy
Stashed behind my door
Was forgotten in the
Loneliness
A sense of isolation I couldn't shake
Not since I'd used
Every last inch of wallpaper
On you.
Copyright 8/30/14 by B. E. McComb