With moon drenched eyes grown
Weary wise I love to watch you so
Redolent and fresh of face in laugh
Or mocking fury
My heart flares with yours
The darkest night even unto this early light
that stains a twinkled sky
Princess of divine amour My
Memories linger late and haunt
My waking hours with the scarlet
Fusion of heart to lip
Reflected adore of blue in my rose
Long since have I lost you
To bliss of slumber deep
Still I bathe in fresh morning you
How deep is space how far the stars
A cold abyss
Of this time
Out of all the times
When chance we meet
Our sun rises
From me to you
How splendid this sun appears
Could any rose smile so sweet
Or possess such a dainty tongue
Of a rose has blown
It has fled from
In a little lace dress
High heel shoes
I have read this so many times that I lost count. Anyway, finally found the courage to say something about this piece.
I really like how you open the poem, the 3rd and 4th lines of the 1st stanza is great. Its amazing how you describe someone in contrasting way yet made it sound believable and sweet. I was a bit stuck in the 5th line for somereason there's something off there.
"My eyes feast your flare...
"My eyes feast your fairness...
I'm not really sure where you want to go there but it sounded off for me. those are my suggestions:-).
The rest is just perfection and I really like the last stanza the most.
Its nice that you have a vision there and was seen clear.