Lenore Re-visited

Lenore Re-visited
( with apologies to E. A. Poe )

Orchid petal silkiness annihilates my mood
and I am but a beast within a cage
cooling fingers touch me with the tenderness of prayer
leaving me to deal with fading rage

gentle whispers from a voice as pure as thistle down
empty me of misery and pain
only to refill my ear with serenade of song
that echos through my soul in soft refrain

patterns of persuasiveness now blanket me with love
I am no longer capable of spite
my heartbeat slows, my fever fades, and all without regret
she leads me into shades of soothing night

caresses that would tempt the gods deliver hints of more
as we lie entwined on mossy earth
there is nothing in this world or any worlds to come
that could ever dissipate her worth

come the morning she may leave, but I will not forget
the magic and the peacefulness she gave
memories of such a bliss will never fade away
and I will love her still within the grave

C. Lon R. Bruso