A Poem for All Occasions

Under these dim, fanciful lights
hovering, influenced of music,
senses alighting,
my gaze rested upon your (ENTER COLOUR OF EYES) eyes.

Serenity I reckon,
my soul captivated
so my body to the
rhythm of our primordial dance.

Come, take my hand and let
us swirl the endless streams.
Our rivers crossed,
our paths to intersect.

Dance with me,
this night of wonders.
Dance like it’s the last thing
                                              we do.
As our bodies collide,
our consciousness will touch
upon the kiss of desire.

If by night’s end
I have not myself
worthen proven,
then you, Milady,
may deny me of
a future dreamed.

But when my
might and bright
have your senses
woooed, Grant
Oh Beauty
the kiss of a Prince.

And when
this night
touches allure,
then I shall
meet you
again, under
the blossomed
cherry trees.

In the garden of our union.