I saw her
in the dim of night,
in its forlorn embrace,
beneath the pale glow
of distant and indifferent stars
caring not for what lays
beyond their spacial lands
I saw her
sitting on the loneliest bench,
waiting in the downpour,
so still and expectant.
Her eyes drawn to a window;
eyes entranced and full of hope
I saw her
when the window glowed from candlelight
and a child's face appeared.
Her smile was the summer's blossom
before the young maiden just betrothed
I watched her
rise and dance in Midnight's grace,
reveling in this precious time with him.
Her love shook the earth
yet the trembling went unfelt.
I watched her
watching him.
His smiles, his eyes alive and bright brown,
unearthed her memories
once lived and yearning to live again
I watched her
in her Midnight Dance,
in soaked clothes reflecting the moonlight
as though she danced in her Kingdom of Mirth
far beyond this time and place;
where they await her return
beyond gates guarding golden shores
that her footsteps have known
and will know again
I knew her,
once, when she was a queen.
When her king held no power
and her prince was still hers.
When her heart lived between these midnight dances
and there was no desperation or despair.
When her child was still her child
and he was at her side.
When she held his hand
and his smile was her smile,
and his laughter was her laughter.
When she was his mother
and he was her son
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Light and Darkness
PoesíaLight and Darkness is a broad collection of adventure, fantasy, love, nature, and a few sci-fi poems. It is a journey through misty and flower-swept landscapes to the far reaches of the universe.
