Sunset Kisses


‘Twas once upon a time, that glassy moons

Would dance with chance upon our fated meet,

As fabled love would seek to hold complete

This passion shared within the night’s lagoon.

Where fading light would trace the quiet dunes,

And sorrows hushed have sought to bring deceit.

No words are spoken, yet, eyes dare entreat

Such love as this to once-future’s commune


A glass of wine, with lips not its own, speaks

To yearning for tomorrow’s risk of soul.

While I, without escape, a mere mystique

Of mirrored glass, have found the one whose scroll

Fulfills this tale of life beyond the creek…

The one whose hope echoes my hallowed soul.


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