Beautiful as the Morn

My reflections on a past lover.

I arise from dreams
...beautiful as the morning
your presence
soothes the frazzled mind
my emotions revealed
as Love advances.

My longing for your touch
too vast for words
thoughs of you
dripping pastel watercolors
of shade, flowers and fruit.

Swiftly ascending,
our hearts embrace
the crystal moon
visions renewed
of lanquid kisses
bathed rose petal sweet.
lost in hours
of a universe beyond sense.

I swim in expectancy
of your drifting fragrance
amber honey exotic.
it tames my roving mind.
I am at once removed,
hiding my powers
to taste your ambrosia.

I arise from dreams...
beautiful as the morning
in quietude.
a subtle yearning
for your embrace.
true emotions revealed
as our Love advances.