Dream Or Fantasy
Lost in My Senses
What wondrous night so warm and magical,
I saw you through the tangle of leaves, the breeze gently kissing your delicate cheeks.
You weaved slowly to and fro as the yellow Chrysanthemum moon spilled its molten gold
on to your velvety cloak of royal blue.
The rustle of the branches created a symphony in tall green stalks of bamboo.
I sat beside you and you whispered your desires into my longing ear.
Every muffled word music, every sound gentle like bells heard at a distance.
Your scent lofted into the night air, sweet and fragrant,
your petals soft and perfect.
Was it all but a dream?
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Dream or Fantasy
Dream?
Or
is it
fantasy?
The beauty of you
leaves me longing for your sweet breath,
but like wisps of fading mist you have vanished from me.
Gone forever in your final dance as the moon melts slowly behind dark silhouettes.
09/27/15
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