Autumn Moon
Autumn moon hung over in fire over the hill's
the wild black promontories of the coast extend
as fare as the eyes could see,
I need a place on the sea away from us away and
away from what we could be.
one winter afternoon sunlight that gilds the cobbled
streets of Montreal ,
I saw a small village outside Paris ,
beyond the light beyond the sun That is where my heart
hung over you ,
under sheets of scarlet satin
away from vows and other sins my heart gave in
above the confusion and the fuss of both of us ,
beyond the push beyond the rush my heart felt it was
going to bust with all the love you gave ,
the curve of the narrow street , reflected back at you and me,
there's a place for love and light
a peaceful time, no wrong no right ,
run me and never let go
let's run in the streets of Paris until
we get old ,
the shop window at left ,
still follows the old line of the country
lane that we once played .
there's a place for love and light for the both of us,
where understanding takes flight;
the cars line the street lights of Montreal feels so right,
with faith as sweet as scent
there is time for us yet.
Poetic Judy Emery © 1997
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery