Serenade parTwo

        For Deborah

If music could talk
In the lexicon
Of love

The full moon
Shining on the threshold

Of a life
Meant to be spent with you
As the stars

Rendezvous at bright night

Would ignite
Carnal confections
Of curiosity

Coming in from the I
Of the storm

As a rhapsodic
Whose hues I follow

In the footsteps of griots
Who blow alter echoes
Of fire

Like summer
Breezes in tune with June

When city
& country make whoopee
To excerpts

From the blues that behold you & I

Soul to soul
Chasing forever
…or so I thought

Till the flame suffocated
In silence

Of a lonely
Without your embrace.


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