To My Dark Delight

To my dark delight I heard the susurrus

escape the restraint of your lips

before they alighted on me,

to reciprocate joy.

My bliss drunk eyes

can see no star to rival you

in the night sky, which bears reverent

witness to the adorations we bestow upon one another.

Of all the jewels found at night,

well after the sun kisses the moon

and the blushing evidence of their desire

turns from flushing scarlet and melts into indigo,

you, my love, shine brightest.  

Song Choice: Love Me Like You by Ellie Goulding 

This poem was inspired by A Dash of Sunny's Prompt Nights: It's Easy to Love the Light. Show Me Your Darkness and is linked to the Poetry Pantry 347 I was inspired by the sentence "Then to her dark delight there was a susurrus" from the book Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett (although you should note the topic matter of my poem and the book are extremely different - very, very different) and the poem There Be None of Beauty's Daughters by Lord Byron.

Sadly, this is the last week of Prompt Nights, but Sanaa's wonderful energy will still be going strong over at Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads.