Retro Affections

There is, 

the journey of our life,

starting once upon a day

a day you hold a key out,

open a door to let, 

wholesomeness of radiance in.

Like a shooting star 

radiance is a new smile, 

enwrapped up in emotions 

amorously state of the art,

a bond so thick so unbreakable

unmistakably imperishably pure,

a touch only unstoppable,

 just wanna feel right now.

My love for you, 

is a virgin virgo sun,

risen ahead of the equinox,

never dimed, eclipsed

a sun never to fade,

set not to set, 

forever never to die.

Touched by,

lunar blue chroma flares

of amaranthine radiance,

calm at night rest, virtuous lips

tranquil like a celestial nymph alay,

sunken down deep under neath,

your surreal nocturnal excursions.

There it is

a journey with no remorse,

least chances of reverse,

sticking to the plan,

just sit back and relax,

stay where you are,

just stay here with me,

unfold what we are best at,

that's loving each other

for we were made for each other.

In the rear is our passed,

dappled in exuberance,

few ridges of turbulence.

I can hear the hours talking,

talking about us and,

the future we hold ahead of time,

a tale in the midevals once told,

indeed yet to end, "happily ever after."

november (the black poet)

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