October 23, 2014

  • Dreams Do Come True....

     

     

     

     

    She takes my hand and leads me through lands and dreams I do not know.

    She holds my heart as it beats so deeply in the night and the mist is magic

    Who and where, where and when, it is there she comes again, unknown, unseen

    All is peace and calmness in the places she walks, the places I follow

    It is there I long to be, watching as the world changes, and time is no more

    She stands beside me speaking. I hear and I see, unbound and free

    There where she walks, it is we, and the palace faces the sea

    sand between our toes, her hand in mine, her lips a rose

    Dance for me Princess as I stand in your spell, cast with jasmine scent

    my life is but time spent, spent in your magic and your taste is on my lips

    my eyes trace your body through veils of gold yet only your eyes I hold

    one day, one night ,shadow of sun, and pale moon light, arise in my sight.

     

    Christopher Brent

     

Comments (11)

  • Aha! I found you! Nicely rhymed and with a slight sensuousness - At the start it very much reminded me of the 23rd Psalm...

  • So glad you are posting here. Love what you have written, especially the last few lines about being on the beach, sand between the toes....trace your body through veils of gold. Great imagery Brent.

  • Zakiah, It is a pleasure to be back. This is like home to me after so many years.
    Thank you for the kind words.... I don't know if I have a style, but I write the words which rise from my heart.

  • @ murisopsis; Thank you , and I'm glad you found your way here. Though I know there is a strand which connects my writing, it does vary. I never thought about the similarity to psalms 23, but now that you have pointed it out I do see it.... I suppose many things I have read find some place in my words.

  • Hi, Thanks for visiting and leaving comments for me. :-) You need to link your name(in comments) so it is easier to come visit you. :-)
    Lynn

  • This is so weird... I was just watching a program today that was talking about the woman in the painting that is on that video. :-o
    She was someone's muse... just like the muse to your poem.

  • @JstNotherDay: just to let you know I have finally succeeded in getting my name linked :) now for more time spent here !

  • Hmm it makes me wonder if she is a dream of future or a dream of past. Very beautifully written.

  • This is just lovely and reads & feels like a dream. peace always

  • @goddessofthelight: Thank you for your comment. Sorry it took me so long to answer.... I wonder in my heart if I truly understand the difference between future and past.... strands of love meander through all the moments of my life, and I am not sure where in time I may be.

  • @peacenow: Thank you... and yes it is a bit of a dream... and a touch of reality and a place where I am sometimes unable to separate the difference... peace to you

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