Silken Shades Of Tomorrow's Memories Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gentle rhythms like silk upon a woman as she moves into
and out of the darkness, reflecting moods of mysteries
in her mind.

Wrapping up a lucid complacency in shades of tomorrow's
memories, tempting and adjusting vibrations as they rise
and fall onto the surface of the ocean.

Its waves being pulled back and forth by lunar forces be-
yond us, riding, surfing, being taunted and tempted into
letting go of all that once was known.

Never forgotten in depths of bouquets that have taken us
totally alongside what we want in this life, yet forsak-
ing everything, including life itself.

Just to watch and travel into death's grasp in order to
flow into a sunsetical horizon beyond the black curtains
of death in our final moment.