In This Moment, Forever

Languished, we lay with one another
in night-sweet passion like lovers do-
nefarious night to never ebb.
Drinking delight in the heart of love,
as one, in acrostic, forever.
Mist moves magic, shrouding our secret;
and wisps of wind move over the plain.
Rejoicing in this sacred serai,
illuminated raptured rebec,
Euterpe falls to salacious stitch.
Vervains of white and deep indigo
are gleaming, unreal and phantasmal -
nocturnal nebula on the sea.
This is a moment of joy and bliss,
and sweet kisses that I can't resist.
Silence has a golden aria.
Someone scatters stars across the sky.
Even the moon moves over the hill.
Languidly laying like lovers do,
love lives in this moment, forever.

poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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