Before Dawn

Quickly the clouds of the
whispering night
lay rest to tender woes.
Thy light glows brightly
as the northern star,
A wish I place before thee.
Touching thine heart's desire,
no more forsaken pleasures
we share.
Day break arrives,
wouldst thou dream of the
sweetness as sweet in
whispers, as lovers lay.
Nestled as one by thy side,
a kiss, before the dawn
ends our stay.
In forms of madness
I pray,
a wish be but truth
wovest in dreams and
prayers of this,
a wish for a lonely heart's
desire.

Dreamers

A time I speak
of dream wishes,
To fly away on
purple clouds
into green skies
with rose petal
raindrops.
Each breeze
carrying
a scent of
honeysuckle
blossoms.
Rivers run long,
long as a wish
for more.
I dream of
giants sipping
tea from
tiny teacups,
speaking of
peaceful times,
how the world
became one.
Dreamers wish,
as a gnat flys
to the elephant's
ear, just
to say,
I
dream of you.
In dreams,
no matter the wishes,
we dream.
Away I fly
on a chariot
of thoughts
into
the green sky,
and I will dream,
of you.
Peace

©ScottLB

Poet's Jasmine

I kiss the sky,
as the wish blows.
on lips so soft,
soft as the gentle
night.
A flower's perfumed
scent,
I carry you
in my thoughts,
held in  place
with the grace of
passionate memories.
As we lay on
green fields,
the jasmine blooms
above our cries.
A touch between
nothingness and
there,
bodies moving
in rhythm
to the monarch's
flight and the wind's
breath.
Heighten senses
of two,
held in memory
as the poet's jasmine
blossom's bloom.

©ScottLB