Dark
water's
cold caress;
Moonlight pallor
still echoes in the
shadows of midnight's kiss.
I could gaze, I could love you
in dreams, without taint of remorse.
Paralytic yearning weaves, but I
lay quickened: She is forgotten hope.
And forever without her touch, I dream.
-October 3,2005
David Zvekic
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reverence-etheree/
