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Nocturne No. 1
(A Night into Morning)
(10/22/2005)

Let the trickling notes flow
let the beautiful tingling sensation wash over
the warm, warm comfort of your arms, your body
your love
as the nocturne lingers, echoes
singing my unutterable inner peace
my bliss, my euphoria

let me be submersed in this divine coupling
this blending of kindred spirits
and through the ancient, atrophied gift of thoughtspeak
I gaze into those deep, beautiful pools of light
and love
the stunning, hypnotic azure of your eyes
through which our deepest secrets transgress
and the purest form of integrity resides there
in your eyes
beyond words, for words become lifeless
the syllables meaningless and foolish
no words can describe this...
save the soft notes lovingly caressed on ivory keys
serenading of the night
And two lovers locked in blessed embrace

The sacred darkness of post median noctrum
Glides with dignity into hues of violet and mauve
And two lovers watch with awe...
As mother moon submits the sky to father sun...
And God paints that which cannot be described in words
Along the fiery horizon
Kissing the clouds with color

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Violet- which is longing and heartache
Scarlet- which is passion and want
Mauve- which is kisses and embrace
Orange- which is acts of loving kindness and respect
Yellow- which is rejoicing and enthrallment
Rose- which is vital to lasting love- eternal friendship and confidence

And blue. Endless, endless blue.

Blue is God himself, holding the two life strands entwined, looking down tenderly on the lovers as they share his most beautiful creation

And as I gaze into your eyes...
I see endless blue

The nocturne moans toward its end
And if I cry tears of utter joy, of perfect rapture
Don't wipe them away
Kiss these tears and hold me closer
Let me cry
Because I love you
And words cannot describe what God has already
so perfectly composed on the morning skies
And these tears are droplets of elation

We have a life to live together
We have a future, an entire lifetime of sunrises, sunsets
Ten thousand nights to gaze skyward at the moon's graceful odyssey
And a lifetime to sit and listen to this painfully beauteous serenade

So take my hand
Take my heart
Our destination is that fiery horizon
Under the miles and miles of blue.