THE DREAM OF YOU

when the sun goes down and the moon comes up

when the stars starts falling in love with each other, while holding hands in the sky

when the world has gone to sleep in the time were men die

there i lay, in the solitude of my soul…alone and bare to the bone

dreaming, yearning for you

what audacity of beauty you possess

like the lavish splendor of a peacock

like the beautiful arrogance of the rainbow, your sensuality strokes my manly ego

i thirst for your lips, like fresh honey

my heart travels afar…..thinking of you

just wondering who you are

i marvel at your womanly curves

i crave for your touch like  a mad man under a ancestral curse

you fill my thoughts with each smile you paste on your face

i would empty my purse if your love i could purchase

but virtue lies with you, hence gold is such a waste

my words melt away like heated ice in your presence

my courage is no gladiator to challenge your gaze

for your personality invokes such an amazing grace

you have broken my wall of defense and capture the city of my heart

i am stripped bare, defenseless before your stare

hence i surrender to the reign of your love

for i am too weak to protest, too infamous to contest

you have laid my guards to eternal rest

and in my heart,you alone have been enthroned as my queen….

but still all i do is to wake up to the dream of you

….so i have been dreaming, 

dreaming away like a pleasant fool.

Poett Brymoh (c) 2012