Like in a dream
I allow myself to drift
On an empty shore
Then made to dance
Alone, in solitude
Led by the rhythm of a sacred verse
Penned in the shadow of a rose
Moist with morning dew
Washing over me
In wave upon wave
Of honeysuckle fragrance
And strawberry breath

Whispering:
“come, come deep
in love’s warm passage
where my flame will dissolve
you in me
and my kisses shall wash away
the empty shores of
ever feeling alone
my love…”

©2008 'Diary Of A Pen Warrior'