My Eternal Night

Thank you J. Black for the first sentence.

  

The cold Canadian winter nights haunt me while I lie beneath the sheets of flame, wrapped in sweet bliss holding you.  Feeling your silky skin radiate heat into the pores of my skin like the high noon sun touching the Arizona desert. I close my eyes to heighten my senses as your fingers like ice on my flesh, burns a hole deep into the core of my soul.

 

Your breath is like a gentle northern wind as you whisper, “Never leave me.”

 

To which I reply, “I couldn’t if I tried.”

 

Then you kiss me with such passion I can almost taste sweet wine and feel a euphoric intoxication deep within.  As I lay on my back and seeing your face look down upon me with the sadness, from future loneliness knowing my flight takes off in just couple hours, cuts me deep inside.  It leaves another scar upon my heart keeping company the others from every time business calls me away. 

 

Gently I stroke your cheek to silently say everything will be alright.  Your sigh, though very translucent, tells me you understand but something is missing.

 

As you leave the bed I watch the silhouette of your body in the pale moonlight glide across the floor.  Something about the way you move in the lunar glow, like I see the afterglow of shooting stars drape across your back.

 

As you press up against the sliding glass door the fog outside seems to form an aurora around you though it can not get inside.  Then you speak softly, “I love you”.  Your hot breath creates a cloud on the winter window tinted red.

 

Without a word I moved toward you. My feet feel as if a force of nature is guiding me.  I wrap you within my arms so you could feel what I want to say but always leaves me tongue-tied.

 

This is the vision I see everyday through my clouded memory, it crosses reality with regret and what I should have seen coming.  For how was to know it would be our last night together.  Now all I can do as I look down upon you from heaven, watching you wonder what you really meant to me, is cry silent tears.

 

While my soul soars in heaven my body lies beneath a snowy blanket with my heart burning in a personal hell for never saying the only words you needed to hear.

 

If only you could hear me one more time I would tell you that "I hold you in sweet bliss with the wings I was given" and most importantly “I love you”.

Reviews

[1234,1234]

Holllllllllly sweet mother of Jesus Dale, this was simply, just wow, bind blowing? I don't know. I can't even begin to find the right just yet. I gave you an opening sentence that yes, way out of your style, however you seemed to carry out the story in such a way that I did NOT expect at ALL from you. Basically this is pure elegance and I love the image and romance that you created in this story. Truth be told, I was hoping you were going to base it around the whole romantic theme since I find winter nights to be really sensational, especially when you share it with someone you love. Infact, I read it twice because this was totally worth the wait!

"As you press up against the sliding glass door the fog outside seems to form an aurora around you though it couldn't get inside. Then you spoke softly, "I love you". As your hot breath formed on the winter window it was tinted red." --- what an image! This is sheer sex! LOL.

I love this Dale, and you did a wonderful job! Thanks for taking on the challenge punk! :)

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

ethereal~beautifully written~ a pigment of regret's adagio painted with delicate strokes~

[Coyote Poetry]

J.Black gave the story balance. You took the reader on a journey into thoughts and life. I had to read the poem a second time for the pleasure of the story and the strong ending. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[<3Lil.Bit(:]

......I dont have any words to describe this.....I'm speachless!! and believe me that doesnt happen a lot. I loved it and I think I was about to cry for a second haha. Anyway this was so beautiful. It captured my attention and wouldnt let me stop reading till I was done! You have got some true talent!

~Skulli

[Jamie S.]

Impressive, you had my emotions all over...regret, saddness, anger, love, passion. You really packed in alot of visual and emotion in one little write, a great afternoon read :)

[Cherrie Palmer]

This is very powerful. You chose your words well, building a strog image and letting the story unfold. Wonderful piece.

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

You did not disappoint .. this is wonderful.. You did a great job with that first line which is challenging.. such a lovely poem .. wishful and sad ending but what a good job.. beautiful.

Chloe

[1234,1234]

Ha! A whole year later, and I come to read this yet again. New feelings upon reading it a second time? Not at all... once good, it will always be good!!! It's amazing how sometimes you look back on the works you write so long ago, and still have the same impact on you from the previous time. Please start writing more like this! I'll provide the first sentence. Hahaha! Well done. :)

[Ellen Hammond]

Wow! Dale you are full of surprises. At first, I thought perhaps she had passed on or left. Never guessed the twist, that you were speaking as the one passed on with words left unspoken. A very enjoyable read for sure. Loved it!

[Lizanne]

You have it all there. It is a astounding wonderful piece. It makes one feel like a voyeur. If you can do that then you have massive talent. I am blinded by this. Good gosh man! Are you trying to make every woman in this cafe show this to their partner and say "Look! this is how you are suppose to act and feel".
What more can I say? You are the master of nature and the seasons beckon to you and say please use me.

[Kat]

Wow, that brought me to tears. Great job.