Night passed without a trace of a star in the heavens.
No guiding light from the sky.
I waited on the fields of mist and shadow to see your face return.
Just one redeeming glance…
Hope is fading…
I listen to the solemnity of the winds passing through the faint shades of indigo.
Searching for my anonymity among the distant horizon.
In the form of a silhouette,
Even the darkness does not diminish its beauty.
Lying between the scents of lavender…
Veiled in nightshade…
Their silent waves beckon you home.
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
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