Tempted

Shall I not yield to temptation
amidst floating embers of amber light,
while these celestial stars
paint the sky with diamond light?

Her deft brush strokes
manifest midnight clear
as serpentine trails of smoke
rise listlessly
beyond the ring of fire.

These stars have fallen upon her,
resting in the well of her eyes
as fire-glow radiates
beauty upon beauty.

Silver light bathes her supple skin
as this callused hand
brushes her tender cheek
as deftly as she paints the stars,
ever disciplined to study every pore
And contemplate…

What fortuned man am I
To look upon my wife
one more time?

Perhaps fortuned still,
to awake with her
in the ‘morrow while the sun
kisses our casement
drenched in morning light.

Again, shall I be tempted
as amber hues foray
over retreating shadows
extinguishing darkness
and dressing her in the veil
of existential golden light.

So, that I might look upon
my beloved wife
ad relish in all of her beauty
one more time.

Copyright, Kevin V. Reese, 2005

Wonderful as always.

Thank you Mandy! That was a kind reply indeed! Stay warm up there!

Kevo