Palace of Peace
Glimpses
I am not there yet
You teleport me there
Briefly
In the moments
I look into your eyes
Amber like embers of a log cabin fire
Nestled under a snowy blanket outside
Cozy inside, your eyes brim with words
From an ink well that never runs dry
Never perfect
The best frustration
***
There is a castle for us
At the beach
Close to the water
My favorite vision of us takes place there
We are under silk white sheets
In a tall white tent
One doorway flap is tied open
The other flaps in the wind
Those embers in your eyes
Are painted across the sky
Golden caramel splashed in creamy swirls upon dark chocolate ascending
Your eyes are understanding me
You chose to try
I slip my hand inside
Your white silk button down shirt
Resting it upon your neck
As we lean in to kiss
***
In your eyes
I see who I have always been
Coming out to thrive
I see what I am meant to be for the one for me
You are the catalyst
Made for me
So I could take glimpses of peace
On my way there permanently
About the Creator
J.M. Powell
You can make anything by writing. -C.S. Lewis
My passion is to spread what it means to love.
My published books of poetry: Quantum Leap Overmorrow
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