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Bronze Beauty

My invisible tongue remains silent

Until you shed scattered bronze light

At the first sight of tonight’s moonshine

 

Your beauty is a symphony

Orchestrated perfectly

With honey copper colors

Sparkling like a new found jewel

 

Your joy is to be held

And forever remembered and cherished

 

I hear the music

I see the visions

Of your beauty coming towards me

 

I’ll be the knight

Who guides your way

Through many forests you will enter

 

I will be tortured to save your innocence

And I will cry to soothe your pain

And I will honor you

Your beauty is strong like sunlight’s penetration through medieval ponds

Your beauty stands out in my mind beyond Michelangelo’s great chapel

Your beauty is a statue with a pedestal I shall compare all flowers too

 

Whatever your honesty

Whichever penalty you choose

However, you persuade me

Or see right through me

 

Whether you see it as a beginning

Or the beginning of the end

 

I’ll never forget your first smile

My first glance

 

Or the temporary world

We shared

 

Looking at you

Is staring at the sun and the moon

At once

 

Seeing you dance

Casting shadows that are venomous

To the ground you stand on

 

The curves twisting in warm candle light

Eating up my thirsty eyes

Forcing me near Salomé

 

As you sleep

I whisper sweetness into your apricot ears

 

I wish you would play in the rain with me

So, I can see water flow down your back

And lick the dribble off your nose

 

So, I can kiss you

Under sunny showers

Skies that open up

 

I wish you were my portrait

And you would blossom under my skin

For your brown eyes is all I have

Is all I have

 

 

 

 

 

© 1998 David Greg Harth

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