Nicotianas rose in the garden in my mind's
Dark twilight awaiting dreams.
The location of the black hole the clock starred
On the moonlight of your snowy arms I gleaned
In faith's motions on my sheet longing for your cloud
I lost in a moment's deja vu romantic beam
Intended to warm my cup of flow buds,
Nightcaps of love and tea's steam. Partner's became parts of speech in a play
Dancing behind my eyelids in your prime.
Night clothes grew tails on the way.
Igloos I lived in hid my crime,
Penguin henchmen on my job by day
And frozen TV dinners at home.
Billy C. Samer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/moment-11/
