Comfort Me Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

I am in the velvet darkness
Purple caves with red windows
Have you seen inside the clown
Now the tears cannot be hidden
Slippery as mossy stones
Night brings memories
Guests that visit without bodies
Shades pulled tight
Draperies drenched in stars
Stars I need to hear

Across the wilderness a fire
Someone longs for me
How I wished she was universal
No ups and downs
No swarthy pride
Our chemistry is marble
Our friends light candles
Let's fight Napoleon
Shall we dance until the dawn
My love is as lonely as I am

Rivers flow like hope
Hands folded in prayer
Green meadows with butterflies
Poetry stripped of granite
Intimacy of myrrh
Echos of sweet blue eyes
Pure streams with brogue
Paris cafes
Your royal soft touch
Covered in new born faith

Blessed Assurance in the prison cell
He puts his photo in her casket
The soldier dies with his eyes open
He dies in a nursing home
My darling where are your roses
I wait but my trial is deep
I am old but love sex
I fight the grave
You are a symbol of art
Comfort me