Love Poetry: Dreaming Away

by Cynthia Hack
(Crawfordsville, IN United States)

'Something is calling me away from this day

A shade of lavender or a song of love



I sail this salty ocean of memories

and plunge for the precious pearls of days gone by

For dreams kept alive by the danger and heat and holy flame

A royal sun lingers there weaving silent spells into your silken hair

I return to an eternal embrace

Where you and I blend perfectly into a holy trinity

This sheltering embrace which cannot be erased by time or tears

I return to the passion and perfection of your eyes meeting mine

Wisdom working just beneath your warm,youthful skin

Burning within your mind

Each day we found new as morning flowers misted with dew

And gathered each one reverently as though they were poetry

To inhale the scent of unity



So something calls me away on this pale, wind stripped day

Days and dreams now distant as Saturn

A shade of sepia in autumns elegant elegy

I descend to find buried treasure

And gather together this colorful symphony of sublime kisses and strong sinews

Days when love welcomed me and flowed on endlessly like a river melts into the sea



Days when magic and miracles came so easily

As easily as our hands and hearts have the power to change fate

Days when love was passionate as a prayer

And the sun shined brilliantly

In the sweet sapphire skies



And so time has told me a story of love

Earnestly and honestly showing my true reflection

Giving me the secret of eternity to guide me

Truthfully and gracefully



My bones become shaky as my love is made stronger

The cold becomes bitter as my prayers are made sweeter

My body grows older

But my thoughts become purer

My heart fuller

My songs bolder

And so another day passes away

Nothing more than a brush stroke or a single note in the divine masterpiece



Love is here inside me and in everything around me

I hide away with it kept warm by whispers of sanctity

Love is all that is needed

It is the power of the earth and the peace of heaven

And the dreams you share with me are noble as a lions heart

Rare as ruby fields

Eternal, the answer to every question is this love

The melody to every hymn is our love

The amen to every prayer and every omen from above

Is our lasting love'

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