Free Verse # 314 (our little moments)

Enter into my heart,
a moth unlocking
the secret of the flame
becoming flame itself,
a light so pure
it cradles all of life.

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Unthreading
my memories
and with her fragrance
again weaving them,
a tapestry of stars
revolving in her heart.

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I look at her
and my eyes quiver,
a pond beholding
the endless rain of stars.

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I bottle the sun
in poems
I send sailing
through the sea
of her skin,
their liquid light unfurling
on her hidden shores.

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Towards her
my being strained
like a moth to the flame,
like flowers to the light,
like the stealthy dew falling
in the hour of twilight.

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Her breath…
mists of dawn
encircling my heart,
their dew a balm
cooling my wounds,
nourishing my blood.

~

I was once a poet
then I touched her
and my words became flowers
hanging from hair,
stars burning
in the cosmos of her eyes.

~

Our little moments…
moonflowers sighing
on the cheek of night

~

Jet of fire…
her hair a comet
blazing through the sky

~

Her hair
a dark tune strumming
the cords of night

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