Voiceless Night
Momentary meetings of distant love — a sonnet.
How magical your hand entwined in mine
As lazily we walk ‘neath city lights
Soft hush as couples do rush home to dine
Footsteps echoed faintly through voiceless nights
Then you do turn to me and with a smile
Tug gently on my hand to change our way
Low whispers in my ear, please stay awhile
Your hands slide to my hips and there we sway
Though perfect night must end before too long
Hearts swell with joyful contentment this eve’
We so relinquish time to heartbeat’s song
As lovers eyes do heat, bodies intwine
Oh love, one day we’ll speak no more goodbyes
Gifted a life gazing into your eyes
© Chelsea Marie. 05/15/2019. All Rights Reserved.
Chelsea Marie is a writer by night and graphic designer by day. She is a West-Coast Canadian with a bad case of wanderlust and a dream to travel the world with her severely airplane phobic partner. Why do the easy way when a complicated route makes a much more interesting story? She’s on Instagram @c.the.storyteller writing and posting poetry in her spare time.
