Close To Heaven Poem by Alan Kabanshi

In my thoughtful wake am taken aback,
classic beauty, Definitely divine, demeanor elegance
Facial structure, body morphology
Full picture extrapolated in features satisfying a soul

In these foreign times, histories spill over
Its dark stature hurts motives intended
Shadows grow long like to mock the evening sun
but today our day is hay
In romance consummated, our life is on play
Held in her bosom the feeling is unfathomable
Happiness once again becomes probable
In moments of exalted nature, my pride lay noble

Time betrays joyous moments, with its interweaving steps
Un-noticed it moves similar to a reel
Nightmares of parting awakes to be real
In its view we are but a row of people lining the route of a procession
Like dead fish we just move with the flow
So if ever I could, then I would this moment slow
And to a romantic song,
Forgoing the extraordinary mixture of harsh reality for a chance
To hold your winding figure in such a dance
In a moment were lofty ideals give birth to joy
And we fly so close to heaven

(2012)