My Venus

Where is my morning star?
Thy garden calls attendance
How odd is thy absence from favored bloom
Why must thy flame ride the edge of night?
Hast thou traveled the far shore?
Oh the bitter miles separate beloved
Venusian dreams in dulcet tones pulls my beloved to infant reawakening
Dark one stay thy scythe,  hold thy ancient labor
Languish a dark and dreary moment
I would see the light in her eyes for a few breaths meter
Let me blanket my love in eternal claimance
I beseech a dark boon heedless of cost
If not….
Wait for me love.
Wait between dawn and dusk
Tarry between heaven and hell
I will attend thee in due course
We will sail through oceans of time
No goodbyes
No regrets
Aloha oe
Until we meet again.

© Michael James Garland 2016