as night falls
my soul
abate
in silence
with the
sound
of your
voice
reflecting
in the wind
humming
to music
and in the
distance
playing
a sweet
ballad
as I sip
of your
ardor
in our
covert
space
where passion
are met
and
questions
are not
***
I close
my eyes
and wait
*
“anti meridiem”
©AvdL 2015
Picture courtesy of @Naghi63
shadows
in
black and white
bleeding
reflection
on paper
where
naked words
quietly hides
my soul
planted in
orbit on
a balcony
of cloud
eternal
emotions
like rivers
flows
devouring
my shadow
like a gem
in the sky
time melts
where
memories
recede
lightning
shatters
the darkness
as the crescent
moon lights
my soul
©AvdL 2015
lamina
crescent
fading away
rush of
emotions
becoming
undone
contour in
silence
reflecting
her tears
frozen in floe
as dusk
finds it’s
fervor
keeping
allure
bleeding
into
the night
as she gently
rephrase
her memoir
of love
painting all
the stars
she took
and in
the eyes
of truth
chasing
utopia
***
she’ll find
what is
near
*
©AvdL 2015
the wings of a swan
her broken feathers withered
on her reflection
©AvdL 2015
reflections
linger at
the droplets
of my wild
and stormy soul
lost in
the labyrinth
of life
guarding the
future
from my sight
beneath the
naked truth
lies a
broken heart
where wishes
lay weeping
upon foe
of jilted dreams
unmask my truth
no veiled agenda
no covert pain
until the storm
stills beneath
my sheath
come play
my clavier
note for note
unraveling
my fervor
until
zephyr quench
the burn of
fear
©AvdL 2015
skies are crying
on qui vive
soaring through
silence
the shadows
the sand
every memory
a dream
I’m made of paper
reflection
in capsules
of pain
where
dusk purlieu
*
let me learn
to bleed
and break open
into the sun
rising
like a bird
on wings
of time
©AvdL 2015
an epic smile
as fingers trace
the silhouette mind
past
aquatic streams
of her inner
shrine
perhaps the moon
was her only friend
wading through
murk
on arduous
wings
***
the rainforest
trembles
a lush
awakening
in
mirrors of time
a sacred space
as cosmos speaks
the
language of love
*
no more
to dwell
in life’s
shadowy past
you may find her
in the motley
shades
amongst
streaming glades
where she muses
to herself
***
and the dance
progress
©AvdL 2015
meandering dreams
in angelic flight
entwined forever
~ ©AvdL 2012 ~
~ For H ~
You read my words
between the lines
asking softly
will you be mine?
stretched hand
eternal horizon
cupid’s arrow
giving them shape
yesterday’s secrets
tomorrow’s dreams
piercing hearts
kindred minds
I hear you whisper
“You are mine”?
©AmandavdL 2010
Picture courtesy of Wildfire
Daydreaming
of what you are
painting images
deep within
thoughts of you
balloon of love
take flight
building dreams
from miles afar
you play
in the street
of my heart
whispering
sweet nothings
enchanted idyllic
au courant
cadenced
in the end
a poem
comes to life
©AmandavdL 2010
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