Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

The Starlight Symphony (Sestina)

Music resonates in the air tonight.

Violins play “The Starlight Symphony" -

their notes gently hushed, a sweet refrain,

while flutes enhance the cello’s harmony.

Our eyes align, though brief, to share a dream

and our hearts beat the rhythm of the dance.

Our souls unite, eternal tempest dance,

while candles gently glow amber tonight.

We meet across a crowded room to dream

as one, composing our own symphony -

to love eternal in our harmony,

to die in our last musical refrain.

The waltzes play in quiet, hushed refrain,

while we, the shadows, scarcely move in dance.

Our breath is synchronized; love’s harmony,

and so the kiss is warm, my love, tonight.

Then moonlight drenches our sweet symphony

while we, the desperate hearts, still share a dream.

As raging fire burns our souls, we dream.

Our eyes meet, once again, love’s sweet refrain.

A burning, piercing, quiet symphony,

imploring us, besieging us, to dance.

For love inflamed our hearts’ desire tonight

and we, as shadows, melt in harmony.

While subtle chords, a blend in harmony,

resound exotic notes, we lovers’ dream,

as music bathes us in her light tonight

in quiet, hushed, soft spiritual, refrain.

Then we, the silhouettes, dissolve in dance

to meld ourselves into a symphony.

The kiss of love, angelic symphony,

will play forever our song’s harmony.

The beat of hearts, immortal lover’s dance,

yields fusion of the soul, for we dare dream

to lose ourselves in one last sweet refrain.

To live or die, as one, my love tonight.

As candles slowly burn we dance our dream

and live tonight in quiet, hushed refrain,

our symphony of harmony and love.