as the sun <br />gathers up his entourage <br />of warmth, bliss and gold <br />and shakes off the din <br />of morn from his cloak <br />i feel the familiar longings <br />stir in my soul. <br />as the moon <br />yawns prettily upon the horizon <br />defining herself and shaking down <br />her crumpled velvet gown <br />of midnight blue, <br />she dusts off the stars <br />and they scatter wide and far <br />glimmering like forgotten gems <br />upon the plush satin <br />of a warm, soft down. <br /> <br />i can sense you're homeward bound <br />i can trace your gentle face <br />amongst the constellations <br />and feel the warmth of your love <br />tempering the cool dipassion <br />of maiden moon's glance <br />.... <br />you come to me <br />and gather me into your arms <br />and in that one moment <br />i <br />cease to be <br />as my form fused to yours... <br />we caste <br />but a single shadow <br />upon <br />the threshold <br /> <br />when youve lived with and loved someone well enough to hear them speak even in their silence..this is for then<br /><br />wardha jawdat<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/homecoming-13/
