Trust and Truce

You remember that particular, precipitous evening
when lavender skies shone through white windows?
There were birds, whispering flowers and winter chills
twinkling bangles, twirling dreams and twilight songs.
There were also those scents that spun ecstatic stories
there was a feeling of wonder, worship and erratic sighs
there was the splendor that inspired dreamless stupors
and the bejeweled princess ruled the rest of the night!

Why? That question doesn't have a meaning nor a chance!
What? The mere thought of two mortals in purest harmony
How? You and I! the milky way sings us a waltz and we dance!
Where? In the charm, the smile, the allure and the mystery
When? Eons will pause and listen to this incredulous journey!

But before that, my knight, I must ask you to grant me a wish
a wish of trust and truce! You have to trust life and its promises
You must believe in me! You must relinquish past associations
you must come to realize the orgiastic dream so close within reach!

My Verses

Are golden yellow threads that intertwine universes
they fly me on the shimmering blue wings of swallows
show me moon dreams, smile silky mimosa blooms
and they play with me under starlit summer skies.
They appear at random, defy my own stubborn will.
They unite me with an omnipotent source, the sacred Word;
its archaic meaning is beyond human comprehension
yet its simple rich sound evokes memories of a past,
of a distant planet where simple raw emotions exist.
The word sets the night on fire and ignites soulful passion
a deep hum resonates in the future, a billion years away!

Silence

It grips the soul and a stifled heart sprees
a dull gray shadow runs across the horizon
thick smoky blue fog rises above the trees
a dark force glints in those eyes of poison
without warning, it descends upon the world.

Walking Together

Why have not I ever noticed this before?

The elegant beauty of such a simple act

unassuming yet an intimate expression

A man and woman walking hand in hand.

High

Yes, I am high! So high that I can't fathom the depth of the chasm below

and there is a hidden passage into the secret world that none ever knew

a soft kiss on my tender lips and the skies shall reflect softer hues of dew!

At your command the starlight shall dance with the sweet scented bloom

a flick of your finger and I go flying down to meet my predestined doom

the beautiful depth of your voice, sonorous and rich, it summons a gloom

O, my cruel lord, so great is the the law that governs this delicate dream!

Did you know I once was the queen of enchanting lands and lovers?

I was the myth, the poor Nile was a mere tear and I wielded powers?

so great was my magic that the West bowed and the East adored?

that I was the the universe and when I laughed the world cowered?

How does it matter now? I choose you. I choose to lose. I choose my heart!

Within you I shall repose! Without you I shall cease! A respite and reprieve!

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!