Her Birthday...
On a hot summer day,
her birthday.
There was a man
who took hours
making a beautiful
ice sculpture
of his love
who long ago
passed away.
As she melts,
both with water
running down their face
he expressed everything
he could and couldn’t before
say,
How his
“love for her
will never fade”
And how she
“still lives
in his heart
to this very day”.
Camp surrounded with her favorite colored lamps
and preferred plants with tears he laughed raised
his hands and fell into a trance asked heaven for even the
smallest of chance, “for just one more dance”.
Destiny on his mind
as planets aligned .Wine,
Chimes, Rhythm and Rhymes
offered up as gifts to the divine.
Venus now raises in aries,
A chalice full of sherry as I burn
bushes of Rosemary, Blueberries
and Cherries attracting every elemental fairy.
Loving her
was so natural,
He now calls upon the powers of the supernatural
with mixed mineral granules to make this night magical.
A feeling of
pauper to king
as he puts on her ring,
Goose bumps all over his skin
as a million lighting bugs drift in on strong winds.
Whispered
“I miss you,
I miss you,
I miss you,
Baby I miss you”
into amethyst crystal.
He couldn’t feel more alive,
Heart filled with pride,
He couldn’t believe his eyes
as a star descended from the sky.
A poltergeist
in an amber soft
off white light,
As I recite my written rites with all my might.
Her wings open,
He’s frozen,
No words
to describe what was spoken,
What a Beautiful Omen.
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