mystics of the night

Glamour in
the twilights
of the candles
lite

Receptive as
the blooming
flower that
glows within

As the fire
lite up the
room

It engages
the spirit
to bask in
the comfort
treasured
moments

Dancing twilight
as the moonlight
gazes through
the luminosity
of the sparkle
in one’s eyes

A crescendo of
love only speaks
to the soul

Intimacy holds the
heart in places
only the beloved
as honored to
seek

Beauty of love
is simply learning
to lean and smile

Just like the
enchantment
of spirituality

Where oneness
finds divine
connection

Never allowing
a moment to
slip by–

As the cherry
blossoms lay
to you to sleep

Blossoms of
the silent
testimony
that is only
shared in
the sacred
text

Of the ancient
scroll of the
forbidden

Passionately
enthralled by
the flow of
the deep seas
that leaves one
compelled
to follow one’s
instinct–

As one places
the power of
chemistry
can never
overlooked

So, as one
heals, one
patiently leaves
those who don’t
posses the
engagement
of mystery–

Which is what
life is all about,
and what that
what the mystery
of it, all is knowing
depths of the mind,
body, soul, spirit
embodies–

Treasures immersed
in the wonders
of the mystic
of the night–

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