This poem is taken out of that long narrative poem written about a recurring dream phase that seems to be waking me often...dreams are powerful expressions from other realms in our lives...
“Breathe You in My Dreams”
In
the silence of the inner stillness ,
you
can hear the blood
running
through my veins .
My heartbeat's throbbing rumble
turns
to a gentle whisper,
while
quietly drifting off into a dream ...
Her
first sighs broke the silence ,
as her murmured musings tiptoed
throughout the silent reverie .
Songs
sung all through her secret places ,
safely
kept out of curiosities view
Words
of desire softly moaned
exposed a hushed yearning .
An
insatiable thirst
that
can not be easily quenched ...
Emotions
ebb and flow
within
the depths of our sensual word play .
Intertwined
in the infinite allure
of her enchanting chimera delights ...
We
dance speechlessly in
the starlit moon dust
Breathless desires invigorate
like the wind lifting wings
like the wind lifting wings
Mesmerized
by a romantic essence
Floating freely forevermore .
Floating freely forevermore .
If
only this recurring dreamworld
would tenderly touch
her impassioned heart and soul once more ...
her impassioned heart and soul once more ...
© Harlon Rivers….March 2013
“Breathe You in My Dreams”
