To the Lady of Memories…..

Come my lady of memories, strike these embers so youthful lit and still yet smolder;
Amid their silent wisps of smoke the scent from ashes past awaits your presence.
Might we again yet share these coals unquenched by the passage of merely time?
You too hear in the night their passionate whispers beckon …….. as do I….
They call in waves at unexpected moments from places deep with in us both.
Oh secret ally and passionate treasure that you might slip across that void ,
That we might uncoiled embrace by action well beyond these feeble words;
To bring to flame these sweet passions that with in us chained do bide their time.
So to share again that held captive by circumstance in seek of loving touch......

K/07

Woah great words... very nice poem!

WOW , awesome!! As Paris would say.." That's Hot"...

Great way to Jump in Daydream Welcome to JSH