Press play. Salute.
(A lone voice whispers in the dark)
Her gentle graceful touches are so beautiful and incredibly captivatingly soothing
They seem to play a delightful melody to vanquish all my mortal fears
Like the rarest of heavenly sunsets that emerges with a twinkling smile in the midst of pink and red frontiers
When time itself appears to stop flexing and moving
Swirling like a god-like deity in a newly lit sky
She is the quintessence of glamour in a night-time high society ball
Filled with dancing masked courting fireflies
Who watches her every fluid movement in jaw-dropping awe
When they pause to rest on one of my beautifully wallpapered walls
A rare evening serenading the gathering of a few enamoured spirits
Where honoured souls gather in their best dresses and bespoke suits to readily confess
Her delicate hands move like Mother Moon gently over my trembling horizons
Whispering my secret name and claiming me as her domain
For we are now consummate lovers and no longer just worldly friends
A bright new world is always breathed into light and lost in delicious touches in that spectacular twilight
For under the gaze of my devotion
I can only reflect her love in my hazel coloured lens
The darkness surrounding us like an old friend
Sings a lasting symphony of happiness and lingers in the celestial as angels watch and smile
No man-made treaties or paper laws can separate us
For now, our passions in the midnight sun
Soon will wildly run
We'll never lose this particular twilight and these baptised rays will never lose their red and pink hue
For when we first met
I'll always remember that I willingly sunk knee-deep into your green and blue
For in that magical transference of spiritual energy
I knew in that metaphysical moment why God had sent me and it's why now
I'll always belong to just you.
Copyright John Duffy
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