I dare you. <br />Tell me the earth does not <br />Spin on an axis of our love. <br /> <br />When I gaze into your eyes <br />And softly trace your brow <br />With hungry fingertips, <br />Magic comes off in my weary hands. <br /> <br />You lie next to me in the dark, <br />So immaculate, so serene- <br />Yet in an evil dawn <br />Your faerie dust will fade. <br /> <br />The sun refuses to stop, <br />I beg her take leave <br />In Taipei, Haifa, Amsterdam, <br />Anywhere to keep me with you. <br /> <br />My heart swells a <br />Once empty chest till it cracks- <br />A body wet from night's caress <br />With the scent of your lavender request. <br /> <br />Tchaikovsky had a lover, <br />Monet, Van Gogh, and <br />Rembrandt, too. <br />But who are they to us? <br /> <br />Yet as my tongue <br />Turns dry from the <br />Delicious wet of your <br />Ghostly passionate kiss- <br /> <br />With sadness of today <br />Your beautiful longing face <br />Fades from the cupped palms <br />Of eternal loving hands. <br /> <br />I realize... <br /> <br />My lover is you.<br /><br />Tsani Jones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/faerie-dust/
