The Elysium Of My Love - Poem by Michael Fischer
Good evening my snow angel;
I am your gallant white knight
who's come to save you from dwindling hopes.
I bring with me my star lit love
as well as your infinite merriment.
We’ll start by sharing glorified biographies;
Ones that are rehearsed and safe guarded
in an attempt to gain each other’s acceptance.
But as the conversation deepens,
missing pieces of our life’s puzzles,
will unveil like a new painting in an art exhibit.
Next our ethereal voices
will sing in perfect harmony
in the pleasant summer nightfall for our taking;
Where the mixed aroma of our scents
will melt us internally
and meld us into one.
The moon will be our inspiration,
the fire will be our basis of connection,
and the sound of locust
will secure us in its quilt of association.
We will interpret borrowed verses,
enlighten our unconventional minds,
and shelter one another
in nestled arms of serenity.
After my confidence reaches its eminent peak,
I will brush your candy apple lips
with a sublime kiss
that will paint your virtuous face garden pink.
We will share the moment evermore
in the pinnacle of our jubilant evening.
The evening will end with us exchanging hearts.
But be sure to love mine like it were your own;
It has been weathered by distress
as well as forlorn romance.
So close your eyes and take my hand
and we’ll embark on the journey
into The Elysium of My Love.
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