I Wished On The Moon For You

Lady Day sang in a jazzy whisper from the past

and you appeared from the shores of blue mist

into my private dream world, the dim glow cast

as I watched in silent mistrust shrouded in lust.

You reached under the table and tickled my toes

with a pleading twinkle in your deep brown eyes

Please adore him! Please admire him! she said

in a translucent dazzle of a voice and I listened.

Oh, how I wish I did not! Oh, I wish I were free

I wish I could fly away from this passion spree

wish I had moments that did not simply flee

wish I could grin wide with wonder and glee.

I wish I had rhyme and reason without you!

Transience

A tender, soft, soothing .. worshipful exchange

sensual, lush, lascivious, longing lips interlocked

transmigration of souls .. intermingling of dreams!

Prelude to a fantastical dream .. a wistful song ..

out of the blue shadows, emerges the great humanity

in pure desolate pursuit! Once again, never to learn.

the bow moves and the violin weeps! Heaven?

A sigh, a gesture and a gaze! An outstretched hand

so physical and metaphorical; at once bewildering!

Within deep, passion flares in flickering tongues

and the distance melts into a union so perfect

that the soul perched on the mountain hearkens

and a tormenting realization transpires in space

sharp, piercing, strong and merciless; closed eyes.

Is it wise to fight the natural, cosmic order? She accepts

the transience of such magnificent, mythical moment!

Who was it that said, A woman's desire is her own demise?

and that the greatest curse is that one shall remain isolated

even in the most intimate of moments? She understands

strange as it may seem, such is the fate of her race!