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Every New Moment...

written by: Nobby66

@douglas97_s

Every new moment I look into her eyes

I am lost...

in her soft summer aura,

she sweetly breezes and squeezes

through old, cold, bare-branched trees

in the desolate scope of my soul...

Fresh green shoots joyfully spring into bud

she haunts every pore, flows in my blood.

Some kind of wonderful never ever felt,

Tarot ‘Lover’s’ cards, final fate kindly dealt...

by Cupid’s long-shot, blind arrow...

I’m no Sherwood, master archer ‘Hood’

I fired, more in hope than certainty would.

This one and only sweetheart

once smitten, never to part,

possessed me like Bacall gripped Bogart.

Siren’s power to drive me mad...but

living without her I’d go wildly insane...

her gifted myriad of facets,

hypnotically arcane.

Our Castle is worn, shows blemishes of battles gone,

shared karmic lesson-defeats, small victories won.

Two sons, one babe, one man...

raised to Nirvana, before their time,

gate-wait with St Peter to meet and greet

when our final funeral bells are chimed.

Often, without words...I reach out, touch your hand

glinting, enchanted, wedding band,

I know you always understand.

You were born not to shyly flutter, but to soar

to be acclaimed with a mighty roar...for

opening poetic doors to vistas, grand,

a talented eye to muse the lands

of Faeries, Gods and talking frogs,

trip far horizons, turn cerebral cogs,

take rooms in the struggling psyche,

report back for all to read

and in our brains you plant a seed.

The noble Sir Sun would be a shade paler,

Fair Queen Moon would darkly lament,

if I’d not found my Lady of the Lily fields.

to protect and serve with sword and shield.

If you can brave your dainty, modest soul

sway to a Gondolier’s melodic barcarolle,

continue with me on life’s daunting stroll...

You can tell everyone this is your ode

as we travel together on the hallowed road.