Moon Dancing In Your Hands
Exquisite chains of unseen hours
All lie in fantasies
In countless dreams of unbloomed flowers
Moon dancing in your sea
Petals soft on beds of sand
Tremble at your touch
As their spirits are awakened by the hand
Of love's own velvet brush
Soulful cries of blissful glee
Echo to the moon
Resounding from the heart's own sea
Left enamored by the bloom
Beauty sweet and triumph slow
Swirling in the sand
Painting strokes of blooming glow
Moon dancing in your hands
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Exquisite chains of unseen hours
All lie in fantasies
In countless dreams of unbloomed flowers
Moon dancing in your sea
Petals soft on beds of sand
Tremble at your touch
As their spirits are awakened by the hand
Of love's own velvet brush
Soulful cries of blissful glee
Echo to the moon
Resounding from the heart's own sea
Left enamored by the bloom
Beauty sweet and triumph slow
Swirling in the sand
Painting strokes of blooming glow
Moon dancing in your hands
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
8 comments:
'Exquisite chains of unseen hours', a stunning opening to a stunning poem. One of my favourites of yours so far Neva.
Lovely sentiment from a lovely heart!
another winner, liberating and free spirited!!
Stunning in it's simple complexity -- Delicate images--- really stunning--
Wow is right! Great one, Neva!!
Neva, many have complimented you on your use of imagery, including myself, but the thing about it isn't that it gives you a visual image, but more so one of affect. As I read your poems, the magic in them is the sincere feelings they convey. But sometimes they reconnect me to some old familiar pain, and I lose it!
Completely exquisite - I love it!
From somebody who is ruled by the moon, once again I am lost in your dreamy words.
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