Friday, June 29, 2012

an hour...

i would have kept you for an hour
a special one far from dawn
stirred from a dream of your touch
to touch you with my dreams...kept you

for just an hour, when Sun makes
a flame above water, and the end
of a day near you, becomes a play upon skin
salt breezes and a taste of night

an hour, as fall heavy eyes
after so much laughter, yet never enough
loving and yet wanting, once more
then to find your eyes in darkness
by my dwindling sight, to know
the meaning of sweetness
and the overwhelming promise of...
"good night Love..."

2 comments:

sense surreal said...

what a way to end my night, reading a poem from you, tis always delightful

:) thanks for the beautiful read

howard said...

then it was good that it ended with a Good Night...;) Thank you Dear