Between Dawn and the Midnight Moon
I remember the sunrise...
blithely igniting the horizon,
dangling, precariously, above the apex…
as light, streaming through
billowing ivory translucence
embellished the wonder
in your morning eyes.
It was as though
the past night's moon
were imbedded there, just for me...
full and shining in orbed perfection
reflecting bare limbs beyond the glass
and the candescence within your gaze.
Were your eyes their usual verdigris?
Was it possible the deep indigo
that surrounds them changed
their familiar hue in their
capture of the moon?
Or... was it the fruition of that
desire you always find in me
as I lay close…beside you,
in the tangle
of fine linens and plumped down,
seduced between the
warmth of radiant aurora and
the abduction of Midnight's moon?
And as you smiled and looked
into my acquisitive eyes…
You found, reflected, the same visions you share,
I will forever dream…
with you.
Taylor Ryan
July 2007
Regis
It is a blessing to see the sunrise and the moon at the same time. I love the way the sun paints the hues of indigo as it rises, bringing a new day, and with it the singing of birds. I'm glad you are one of us who take the time to notice such things.
Walt
Where have you been all my life? I've read three of your poems, and I am utterly amazed by the power, the imagery of your words. Thank you: tracking you. That was I don't miss any more!! This, no exception: marvelous lines with an ethereal quality of dream. Yes. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Chris
Richard ...
hugs, Myrna
Stirring stuff Taylor, that is both enchanting and captivating to behold.
One Love
Peter
Beautifully composed to enchant and inspire... A poetic banquet artistically served in "Between Dawn and the Midnight Moon".
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
good to read you.
Thanks for sharing!!
Love Tinka
Love,
Eileen
Be safe,
Karen
Your friend,
~Butch Howard
Your Eternal Friend,
Sage
- Bill