The Poet

The Poet

Monday, May 25, 2015

Journey From Dream To Waking by Ron Porter ©2015

I awaken,
naked, in the sunshine of your smile
and wrap myself in velvet
blankets of your tangled hair
in the seas
of surrealistic dreams

My morning toast is buttered
 with the jelly of your love
Walk with me through forests
of pepperminty trees
where honey pours from the rocks
in the newborn dawn

The images coalesce in
warm shades of tangerine
apricots and Hottentots
hide among the leaves
All the world is hush-ed
as time, for time, awaits

The moment you consent
deep within your heart
We will traverse infinity
of time and space
in the rapture
of a single good morning kiss

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