I was never fond of sleep;
the blackness is perfect, a sort of visual treat
that offers simple sweetness of existing,
must we complicate it with want,
with tangerine promises of the sun?
No, I’d rather live in the moment,
the sky, is nothing short of a song, for the eyes.
We order dirty martinis;
pulling back slightly on the dry vermouth,
it’s after dark and the bar is alive
with blue grass rock cuts,
which inspires me to write a sonnet or two.
Oh, how he longs for delicate scent,
for hours that cajole me to sleep.
I smile and hold his gaze,
careful not to break eye contact,
the last thing I need, is for him to convince
me of dreams far-fetched—
his eyes, dark and stormy, speak
of soft aura on hills, where dusk attempts
to fold away the day
and where streetlights defy the night.
I dare not give in to seduction.
Meet me there, he offers,
between the meadow and the road.
I give you a choice,
all or nothing; take your pick,
you may decline, if you deem it fit to do so,
the day awaits, shining through,
observe its golden threads,
and you will see, just how,
the color of night pales in comparison.
It’s a soul contract written in blood and signed
amidst riotousness of roses.
I am a Poet born in times of frost;
there is wonder to be found in humble rain
and icy puddles,
more so, when breath rises and eddies
under the cherry moon,
the night and its language are of a different faith,
I believe it must be difficult
for someone of your stature to understand.
I wait patiently for him to reply
and glance across the bar,
the postman, the lonely lady and showgirls
wait with bated breath,
it feels like a scene from battlefield earth.
With cocktail, empty, he seems uncertain,
I can see his true form, that of a winged demon,
only, now he is reduced to ashes
on the wooden floor
upon dismissal of indecent proposal.
A fresh tear of gratitude leaves its mark
on my cheek,
as the night deepens with serenity of birdsong,
I am swept away.
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titles in the body of our poems. Come join us! 💘
Word list: Shining through, The lonely lady, Under the cherry moon, Cocktail,
Color of Night, Showgirls, The Postman, Battlefield Earth, Indecent Proposal, Swept away 🍹