Nocturne

I remember, my dear one,

how laughter once rippled through your eyes,

and dreams were ours for the taking,

as we danced on promises

so wildly seducing the night.

We danced among night sounds sweetly

and passion burned within us,

playing naked with the melody of love

while the heavenly rain

played a delicate embrace with the wind.

Now the melting moon no longer holds our dreams

and our promises have turned themselves to ashes

In my mind, I touch your hand and listen

for that lover's tune, still seducing

my jagged heart.

by Roan Scott
(Reproduced here with permission)

Melting moon © Jennifer Phillips