Upon yonder window the twilight breaks While her beauty outshines the sun the night falls with the stars trailing And with her his heart truly beats. The sonnets have all been written And the plays have all been played But love has never left the pages Before this moment of hearts first flight Where afterglow bleeds into presence.
Forever… and always for this kiss to dream When dreams have not yet been slept His soul treads her path - Of interlacing glimpses and long hidden stares.
He falters step and fumbles words Unsure if he’s awake - Or trapped by the weight of his sheets Only aware of the ambiance between them - The silhouettes of realities fading Where her smile is all he needs to breathe And the epiphany of like minded self Intoxicates every sense of being.
Forever… and always for this kiss to dream When dreams have not yet been slept He’s lost himself within her beam Of interlacing doors and worlds apart.
written on July 17, 2009.- From Through Our Hands We Speak From The Heart