Into the midnight of you

In this storm of distant recollections

how I wish for light

to pour over you like endless rain

dripping over your soft skin

your loving soul

your restless, wild wings

for you are love to me

and I remember how

she placed you on my path

the angel with no name

who will always be with us

and I only ever want more of you

the day and night of your whispered world

until I can make love to your darkness

and transform it into dawn

kiss me into the midnight of you

let me become your moon and stars

breathe and be with me

just be.

Author's Note

I searched for the fabric of my soul, and found you woven into every fiber of me. - O

Reviews

[Ardra]

very beautifully expressed like a painting being made you make the reader paint away into imagination, you add your own charm to the poems :)
love reading your work ...

[An owl on the moon]

Dear Ria, thank you for commenting. Your words lifted me today. :)

[Ardra]

am glad to know.. :)

[Lydia Shutter]

To love someone is to accept all of them....the darkness and the dawn. The romance in this poem is stunning, Craig. Elegantly sensual and ultra romantic! Lydi**

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you dear Lydi. I am only just beginning to truly learn the depths of loving. May you always be embraced, your darkness and light.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

outstanding sir, I especially love this part

and I only ever want more of you
the day and night of your whispered world
until I can make love to your darkness
and transform it into dawn

Wen we love we love the person faults as well as their qualities. Together you make each other better.

[An owl on the moon]

My friend, thank you! Yes, I am trying to find that kind of love that speaks in darkness and silence. Appreciate you so much.

[Rye]

really good writing, enjoyed the read. it's very touching.

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you, dear poet.

[V]

That's really mind blowing romantic in a way. Though I'm usually not into romantic/gooey whatever writings, but I was totally lost when reading this.

[An owl on the moon]

I am very thankful you didn't mind too much, dear poet. This one came from a very deep, sacred place in me, and is leading me home. Have a beautiful new week!

[V]

Why mind? Write down what you like to. Have a nice week, too. :)

[Seriana]

Well. I daresay you've captured it just as i knew you would! But even more hauntingly beautiful. There is ancient pain here Craig, wound about a hope unseen but always felt. Absolutely exquisite. What a way to start the morn, by reading this!

[An owl on the moon]

Dear Seriana, how long you have read my soul's stories, and how I always appreciate your kind support. Thank you! Do you believe that souls wander in search of one another over endless ages? I find myself believing it more deeply each day,