Rapture, To A Muse’s Ear

To thee I vow

Ne’er old to die.

Please mark my words

Puffed ’cross the sky.


Bewinged, I’ll soar

In ecstasy

O’er ’bove the birds,

My burdens freed.


Upon nightfall

I’ll cast moonbeams,

Waltz betwixt worlds,

Enchant thy dreams.


This fear-charged clock

Shall cease to chime,

Yet love shall swirl

Us spheres through time.


Copyright © 2011 By Chantale Reve

All Rights Reserved


Photo Source:http://freefoto.ca/photos/air/airshow/skywriting.html

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