This is a mystical night <br />Where the moon evaporates <br />Like joyous tears <br />Off some lover’s <br />Longing gentle face <br />In the midst of a summery embrace. <br /> <br />You disappear into dreams <br />Where I follow you <br />Into new dimensions <br />Of happiness and laughter. <br /> <br />There was something <br />You were after, <br />A necklace of precious stones <br />In the shape of delicate roses. <br /> <br />I will kiss your eyes <br />In a bed of healing sunlight, <br />And the merchant <br />Who bought you from your mother <br />Will relinquish his claims <br />And you will become the daughter <br />Of your own self-creation <br />And the undeniable Goddess who roams wildly <br />Through my imagination.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-my-astrological-wife/
