Earrings. Poem by Kevin East

Earrings,
That I bought you
On Christmas Eve.
Sparkling in duet
With your eyes,
Hypnotise.
Fragrant candles
A festive spirit
Do weave.
As fireside flames
Chase hidden shadows
I fantasize.

With earrings,
You were adorned.
When our hearts danced
At our restaurant rendevous.
Blue, enhanced,
Like droplets
From your soul.
You glittered
As sunlit morning dew.

I stole
The scented softness
Of your cheek.
With a kiss.
Bathed in an evening
Of mystique,
Our unbridled bliss.

Yet sweetness
Of the memory stings.
Circumstance
Then cut our wings.
And you never again
Wore those blue earrings.