Almost Every
Almost every night you arriveWarm siren songs wrapped in emerald waves
Cresting pearl foam enfolding my dreams
Feel the sea roll me upon a softly arching breast
Dressed in starfish flowers glowing with your embrace
Ever again face to face we turn away from all I know to dance
Inside our secret frames with transfixed names lettered in desire
All imagination could require
Is so enlightened, becomes alive
Almost every night you arrive . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2020-10-21 at 23:19
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