Poems ✍️

Some nights....there be this brilliant star

that sparks a wink from my curious eye.

And closing both eyes, I'll make my wish

to feel your soft aura...blanket my senses,

sensually warming............... intoxicating.

I open my eye's...yet, never you're there-

as dreams and wishes cannot breathe,

their imbued in a stardusted fantasy,

as, I lay me down and watch the cracks

on my ceiling take their abstract shapes,

while I think of you and the one you be

the one with the starlit diamond eye's,

I ask myself, if my strange Third Eye

might strike a movement of human touch;

another night, and the organdy sheets

wrap me around, yet the chill is maddening.

Will we find each other beyond the stars

And past dimension and space...timelessly.


©MMXVI-All rights reserved
-Frank James Ryan, Jr/FjR-