Midnight Dust
Form: Quintilla
We're caught beneath the moon and stars
Two souls entwined, in love like ours,
As roses joined by moonlit pools
Reflections shimmer silvered jew'ls
Serenaded by songs of nightjars.
The silver dust that lingers here
To dance upon the midnight air
As precious love we now declare
The silent pulse we overhear
Two souls dance where there is no fear
©JGFarmer2013
A Garret Poet 
Reblogged this on About the Jez of It.
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