Furtive whispers pass like notes
An opus multifaceted
Performed on strings of skin and dreams
A minuet in aqueous
As danced across your gilded throat
Haptic incantations spoke
Enchantments on a willing form
The anthems rise behind your eyes
And up from darkened depths they float
Like melodies by passion wrote
Suspended mid-ascent
Photic threads about her sylphlike form
Gossamer, such faint restraints
Casting glows on weathered paint
From interwoven skin and ink
Lips brushed almost red
More like blood and wine entangled
Lushly driven floral spangles
Stolen ministry of angles
Spoken softly like a stranger
Under charcoal cloak
Her corona piercing flesh to soul
Driven nimbly through my being
Studded figment I am seeing
Shapely alabaster dreaming
Pale by moonlit paint
Transcendental vapor drawn in shape
Floating weightless in this forest
Through a chime of ancient chorus
Called and drawn from air before us
The path was cold and sprinkled white
Enwrapped in snow from head to toe
Aglow beneath the lantern lights
But vanishing at shadow’s edge
Into the black eternal night
A pair of soles have left their print
Along beside a second stride
Together there the two souls went
For reasons snow could not describe
Its melting can but leave a hint
Some shadow thrown across their trail
By sleepless trees with restless leaves
Obscures their fate whereon it fell
A cloak upon this evidence
To hush the stories, lest they tell
Of coupled hearts that took their plight
Along this path to part at last
Aglow beneath the lantern lights
But vanishing at shadow’s edge
Into the black eternal night
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