Poetry

(after Dante Gabriel Rossetti)
 
It is very dark in this starry night,
while your shadow creeps through the creaking door,
to me you are not a surprising sight,
both of us have been here sometime before,
that moment I do not anymore know,
now it is happing to us both again,
your eyes are familiar in their kind glow,
your essence smells fresh like falling rain
while next to me, as company you remain.
 
[Reference: “Sudden light” by Dante Gabriel Rossetti.]