This Time

So little had us passed,
In moments of solitude alone I see,
The sunsets colors fall upon your soft voice,
Wiping a tear from my eye,

Hand in hand , -We walked in the Gardens,
A gentle quite spoke not of Words,
Her stillness the lore,
Mysteries shadowed away I could feel,
For what I had given away had come back to my heart,

The edges of the forests nor held my sigh,
Jasmine the Evergreens and Crimson Rose,
I pondered these feelings returned,
So long they escaped my mind

I tried to turn away lest thy save your pain,
Holding out her hand I had felt her Soul so divine,
Of Her Dreams I did have,

 We made love that day,
Your minds embrace I felt so warm, so complete,
Answers how they made me smile,
Branded by her heart I knew not to pull away this time,

 Tied to a string, if only to find my way back to her
 We walked in the starlight,
Conversations deepened with each passing moment,

Upon the desert sands Our souls entwined,
 In the moonlight we danced, as a candle flickered,
Moving to the rhythm,

Dark Poet
May 30 2011©