Ethereal Love

Ethereal Lover


The dawn knocks at closed eye lids
and hammers off the night
leaving a woman standing there
framed in a cloud of light.

Strategically, the shadows play.
They hide what was revealed -
the softness of an angel's form
which cannot be concealed.

Throat catches, lost in wonder
as he tries to call her name
but he cannot overcome
such beauty 'midst the flame.

Aspiring to touch her,
he can't overcome resistance
and so he watches, admiring
the beauty at a distance.

Aware of hunger's growing need
she slowly turns, aware.
Penumbra hides her face
except the smile which lingers there.

The insistence of the clock's alarm
wakes him from his sleep.
The sun calls him to rise,
yet it's the dream he wants to keep.

Minute by minute, details
begin to fade away
but he will hold her image
with him throughout the day.

An entry for Day 14, "Invalid Item" 
Subject or Theme: I Dreamed a Dream (Inspired by the musical "Les Misérables"). So what is your dream, be it big or small, personal or global.
Word(s) to Include: aspiration, hammer, minute, strategy,
Forbidden Word(s): dream, I, me, my, mine, you, your(s)
Additional Parameters: At least 20 lines.
Line Count: 28
Form: End Rhyme

penumbra - a shadowy, indefinite, or marginal area; the partial or imperfect shadow outside the complete shadow.