A place I’d like to be,
a summer night,
soft hands in my own,
a shoulder, our quiet moon.
Would her eyes wander me,
in a sweet silence,
words would not be
so necessary now.
To hold you in my arms,
in the escape of our fantasy,
to know the love I feel has no harm
only the truly lovely moon.
I will seek summer solstice out here tonight,
search upon the stars where you and I might.
© Scott F Savage 6/2020
Ever watch the moon cross the sleek sky
simple, remarkable, out of our control
spectacular, astounding when in its whole
a magic, a mystique, lets us question why.
Might a person ever recall time in pleasure
while asleep in life, a sudden stir of mind
did a lover once say let us always rewind,
going forward forgetting passion will reassure.
What feels right, might be her rite of passage
forging a path lets us all ignore our selves.
Press on the pretense was meant upon shelves;
a library, sullen literature, a romantic message
I took a walk this evening under the moonlight
imagining sensuality prolong sunrise … might
I stood by her side, her smile
she let me look in her eyes,
there in the moonlight,
I could see her soul,
she knew I knew,
and yet she let me stay there,
holding strong her questions,
always wanting an answer
and I tried
I tried until I cried,
she was there
to wipe away my tears
there in the moonlight,
she gave me her world,
and I knew in that moment,
it would a silent night decide,
if our love were really this true
we would find our love so blue
inside the delight of a moon
I still remember her swoon.
There in the moonlight
she shares her lovely night.
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
for Zelda – her photo
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
Tonight, the seasons change,
we begin an ascent of waking minds
the cool air of wintertime
will wane in the coming weeks
mindsets might shift
within the scope of fresh intrigue
The heat of the sun
reminds us all of our own passions
laying in naked rays of summertime
we all remember a sweeter time
now with age
just memory
fond nostalgia
takes us to a place we no longer see
except the occasional drive by sea.
Tonight, stand in the moon light
reflect upon the beauty of our time
for it is then we did once
know the wonder of sweet harmony
so it will be tonight I will wonder
in my wandering mind as I stare at the moon
will she ever know
could we ever move beyond
that which we will always know …
Would the moonlight in its delicious state
bring together soul and heart might only relate
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
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