September 7, 2008
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Seashore Dreams
The Merlot so rich from the glass
The waiter poured the last of it from the flask
The glow of the candle upon the table
Glowed a special gold as much as it was able
I raised my glass to toast
The love of two as I was trying to be the manly host
Her lips were small and seemed to glow
From the red lipstick that showed
I wanted the night to proceed
With as much love as I could possibly conceive
We both ordered the Salmon smoked on cedar board
Loved the special sauce that was poured
I could see a sparkle in her eye
Her words were careful as though she might be shy
The candle’s life that set the mood
Had given its all to ensure the evening meal was good
The night drifted on as the last of the Merlot was sipped
I asked if we should walk along the beach as I leaned over to give her a kiss
No answer was needed as she smiled
I took her hand as we walked down the isle
The new moon gave a golden glow
Wave after wave glistened with the moon’s awesome show
We walked for miles it seemed
Enjoying the moon lit universe as if this was all a dream
We walked back to our rooms from the night of moon lit show
I felt that I had somehow knew this lady from long ago
The next morning the waves from the night before were making their sounds for evermore
The sun peaked in through the window with care
To discover my covers were strewn everywhere
I realized then that my walk with the lady along waves that were cast
Vanished like the candle’s life through a dream that didn’t last
The warm shower trickled down my naked skin
I wondered if dreams that were cast could be dreamt again
As I was dressing for my new day
I looked at the white shirt from yesterday as it was laid
Upon the collar red lipstick had stained
From a love of a lady that I knew from long ago that couldn’t be explained
It gave me rise to this notion … that it was truly I that kissed the lady that I had knew from long ago
And it was I that walked for miles along the seashore
I closed my door of my room knowing that the dream wasn’t an intrusion into the unknown
Because of the red lipstick that clearly had shown. ©2008
Comments (2)
This is lovely. I enjoyed how you wove a story of a night of love into a poem. Thank you for sharing this.
@CelticGypsy - Thank you for your positive comments … I am glad you liked my poem. Hope your week is filled with many smiles.