Sleeping Beauty Poem by Tsani Jones

Tell me,
Does the power in her eyes
Hold the strength in her soul?
Or does she who is adored
Lie hidden in the clouds...

A salience of all that is
Pure in me
Floats reflected,
The jewel,
Magnified perfection.

A touch in concert
To avenge cruel loss
Of faithful love given
Then taken away...
But I go back to her glance

To where I begin and end.

A kiss is the poisoned dart
Of all reality
The imagination of gods
And illusions of goddesses
Set in opals of night.

If I desire you more
Than any other,
Believe your illusion
Taste your nectar
Will I find your spirit there?

To see your face
I hold earth, fire, water
And wind in my hand
Yet they shall never meet
Until your heart touches mine.

I dream this reality
And think moments of our love
Like dewdrops, fresh and new
On petals of gosling down
They simply wait for you.

Beauty without spirit is
Desire missing purpose.

I rather to sleep
Where your kisses are real,
Every touch is mine
And my heart and desire
Are one.