We slip against
the starlight shores-
A gathering
of distance stands before
those repaid dalliances- must it
play those evermore- six string hearts
and department store romances-
for her heartbeat her refractive
epiphany locked into our palimpsest-
imbued in eloquence
wrapped along the shifting veil
of wondrous nightscapes-
I wait- inshore
for examples of remorse- the stardust untoward
of tranquility- I cannot recall-
in my love for her-
transient through natures law
that shines with cerulean spheres- and pour
her soul into mellifluous scores-
where light becomes
the cosmic future- and in her words
I wait- the silent paramour-


Poem © Phen Weston, 2016.


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