Dark <br />water's <br />cold caress; <br />Moonlight pallor <br />still echoes in the <br />shadows of midnight's kiss. <br />I could gaze, I could love you <br />in dreams, without taint of remorse. <br />Paralytic yearning weaves, but I <br />lay quickened: She is forgotten hope. <br /> <br /><i>And forever without her touch, I dream.</i> <br /> <br />-October 3,2005<br /><br />David Zvekic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reverence-etheree/
