Nocturne

What will be your signature
         when this voyage is done
what clay will you hold
         within your slender hands
what kiss will you awake to
         what love will fill your heart

Love is the nothing
         that lasts forever
built as it is on the promise
         of redemption

Love’s surrender
         is the only true liberty
as it is what sets us free
         from the blind self
that drags us down
         and love is no empty notion
no romantic chimera
         love shimmers in the eye
at the point of passion
         and at the break of day
as the last dregs of dreams
         fade away

John Lyons