Pictures in Serenity
It is a walk I want to take with her,
a quiet fantasy, a moonlit fancy.
Serene is an ache my heart might feel,
to want to share time in a surreal landscape
a wood, we could, a stroll, I will
recall any moment we might share time,
then follow with a yearn to know sweet
the resource of your love in my eyes,
the elegance of your sensuality in hand.
I do imagine that stroll in a winter wood,
dressed in an exterior chill yet that warmth,
the soft glance of your eyes provides a shelter,
I do wish to hold you, to love you, to understand
though we are who and where our lives live,
there is a special tear in my eye that I yearn
to feel your touch, to understand your kiss,
will melt away my fear with inspiration it is true.