The Blissful Rose Garden

It was more than one night for me

I dream off you now and I can't see

God make these feelings go away

For love unreturned burns loving hearts to darkness

And so I sit in cold remembrance

As memories of you dance my days away

A similar face staring back at me 

Like a strange solitary candle burning in the womb of infinite space

This sad mirror image can't replace the twins Gemini Gemini

Your star sign haunts me and whispers union a oneness with her

Ohh God of Aquarius wash away this melancholic prayer

For I worship her no more

 Help me find the door 

For there must be something other that is not her

A world out there a journey perhaps

But alas still in my dreamlike napes she whispers love and draws me

More and further deeper into unreality

With me with me she speaks

And so in my romantic revery my very life passes by 

 I am but a spectator

A ghost in the audience waiting on the actress to return

And so I wait 

And wait

I wait among the voices

I wait among the faces

Always looking for familiar traces that might lead to her

A smell a sound a familiar sight a thread of surreal static romantic energy

That might just open a pathway 

Open a door to Blissful Rose Gardens

A poem 

By Liam Herdman