by KBR » Fri Oct 19, 2012 11:07 pm
like a grey mist that steals over the water
and its cold seeps into bone
so your love floats above my hidden lake
and soaks the ground with your morning dew
blue smoke drops from the chimney
and cold
it flows down the thatch
then curls under and hangs in the eave
where a Sun zephyr gently pulls away the drifting cloak you wear
Sunlight speckles the oaken canopy
and suffuses the dew pearled strand of spider silk with liquid golden
in the glade, a small building
and me standing on the porch
looking at the shafted light
for signs of your graceful outline moving through the light beams
robe floating around you like lotus flowers in water
suspended yet moving in your wake
following the desire of all men
a radiance, a beauty, a light
that draws those who float behind
bound by love
with arms opened wide to your morning mist
trying to soak you in
and have it go to the bones like misty cold
made warm by your living soul
