I very seldomly write poetry, but this one came to me during midnight.
It's free verse, no scheme, something new i never tried.
It's misleading, it looks romantic,but its not

Midnight and a Glass of Wine

1.
Dress your lips with the light of the moon,
and come away with me.
Let the world behind us become panoramic,
as I dissolve into a haze from this glass of wine.
My head on your lap, engulfed by sweet jasmine.
Pursuing a thousand midnights in this half lit universe.
Forever dancing in the currents of your sweet fruition.
Becoming an apprentice in your game of love.
My sage, My guide, My Bodhisattva,
Full embodiment of earth, My nurturer, My lover.

2.
Take me to paris, To café Seul l'Ame.
Whisper in my ear, as i tune up my Guitar.
Be the muse to a melody, Give me the courage to sing.
When the crowds clear, and my last note is played,
will you let me lay on you as we are here tonight.
Contemplating the next millennia together,
Or must i drag this memory from across the sea.
Cull this recondite phantom and shed its cuffs.
In this midnight hour, with this glass of wine.

EmbattledWarrior said:

If it's not romantic, what is it?
Is it a love song to wine?
That can be kind of romantic...for the wine...
until you can't make ends meet.

Girdle said:

Laat three lines

Actually, if you hadn't explained that it wasn't romantic,
I would have taken it as such.....

However, now I do see "ode to the wine" very definitely....
still romantic in it's own way.

Nice poetry btw....very nice.

EmbattledWarrior said:

Why don't you cull those instead? I'd rather hear what happens with the phantom.

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