My love,
Please help me understand,
How I can feel your hand
Or taste your lips
When we’ve never kissed.
Tell me what I have missed
You’re gone now
Voice so distant in time
Feelings voided by rhyme
Tomorrow is another day
That’s what I hear
When I listen without fear
Hoping is wishing
Wishing is waste
Metal together with paste
What a dream!
What a glance
To see you and to dance
What a gamble!
What deceit!
To see me sweep you off your feet.
How grand!
How sweet!
A drummer to a different beat,
A melody of trial
Objecting to the travail of sin
Contentions within
Those soft breaths
Slowly sighing
Comfortably dying
Rested in peace.
Moonlit Poetry 