nocturne

i have watched the rolling silver waves
moonlit thunder on satin beaches
filled my lungs with pendulous midnight
scattered footprints beneath infinite skies

i have walked within the muted garden
cradled sleeping blossoms in my hands
inhaled the dark and sweet ceasura
beneath restless clouds - between two suns

i have feigned the patterns of one who slumbers
to celebrate the rise and ebb
of life that dwells within the one
who lies by me in the pewter mist

this silver i stole - glimmering hours
slipped through the window - into the shadow
exhaled the familiar - inhaled what hides
behind the billowing curtain of dreams

copyright 09/01/98