beautiful mystery -
I blink my consciousness into the light
your chestnut eyes still dancing in my mind
surprised that you have stolen one more night
to haunt my dreams, despite the years behind
your lilting voice and golden tresses, rare
are near four decades gone from my extent
and yet you still pervade that dreamy lair
with tender reveries that won't relent
thru circumstance we slowly went our ways
so closure never showed its ashen face
thus thru my night meanderings you gaze
to torture me with wisps of your embrace
still, in the light of day I've come to see ...
the beauty of this timeless ... mystery.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Beautiful mystery" Poetry Contest, John Hamilton, Judge & Sponsor.
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