If Only You Knew
Golden sun enlightens contours of violet arc
Painting mauve motifs on canvas of cosmic art
When constellation of dewdrops sparkle on grass
And thoughts of your allure enchant my heart,
As in pristine meadows of sensuous past I walk
Holding hands of dawn to reminisce love that was
When you come along, cheering one more dance--
Oh, how I regret, not kissing that ebullient morn,
Strolling in memoirs of your favorite garden
Where gardenias court scent of rose blossoms,
Crafting ode of love that's silent on fervor--
Alas, you've never heard rhythm of my poem,
Shrouded in metaphors that proffer not a clue
But it's always been true: there's no one but you
For you see it enunciated in language of runes
Where dreams you dream are passing through.
Wish you knew I worship the ground you walk on
And love everything about you just the way you are
And ache for your moon, wish for your stars,
For no one but you makes me feel--I have it all.
August 26, 2019
Placed 2nd: If only you knew poetry contest by Silent One
HM: Strand special 7 by Brian Strand
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