My mind exorcised, yearnings bolt and die <br />Etchings stricken from our satin page <br />Injustice pales my voice, truth drowned by lies <br />Retreating now from the war I cannot wage <br /> <br />How can I quench your tears, break this lover’s trance? <br />Oak-wood eyes shadowed by interpellation <br />Surrounded by ice, I dare not to glance <br />For fear of lighting your imagination <br /> <br />Footsteps call up the new morning sun <br />As dust clouds rise before the ethereal dawn <br />Ivory fingers sprout as new vines from <br />A glistening palm, roseate and warm <br /> <br />As your eyes absorb, her velvet contours swirl <br />Damascus stands before, and your new white flag unfurls<br /><br />Dante Rose<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-seasons-of-love/
