POETRY by DUSTYBEAR - Pg 3 - MYSTIC MISTY MOONLIGHT

In a mystic misty moonlight... my love grows warm.. Your form and substance... reflected in my heart, never part from me.  The icy reality of my previous pain & hurt  flirt with melting... pelting me with droplets of a  possible new mood. An interlude... an eternal flame. Name your passion and your desire.  Fire me with your love. Move me above  and beyond the ice age where I have dwelt. I knelt upon the altar of hope  only to cope with the newly changing  landscape. Come make me live again,  love then, live life anew.  Few if any have made me feel like you do,  as such magnificent new horizons loom.  Sweep the lingering ice away  like a new broom. Clear the decks for living,  giving me new visions.  There'll be no derisions here.  Come near and spark the fire that longs to  move me up. Cup my chin in your hands. He fans the flames and fuels them higher  with his touch and there's much to be said  and done. I feel like I've won. But I want your bright white hot heat beating inside me. Free me from the past and let's go where  vast love awaits for me..for you.  TOO LONG have I waited  for the heat of passion  and the promise of you  that brings songs to sing.  My heart. YES, love to you.  Love for you.  Love for me. COPYRIGHT 2012 by DUSTYBEAR ALL RIGHTS RESERVED