Listen to Antoinette by Richard Charles Stevens (One Day Suite)

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Ghostly ballerina
With the foresight of Athena
Somewhat forthright in demeanour
You restore sight unforeseen and I am keen to dream forever
I am keen to dream forever
I am keen to dream forever in your shade
.
As we sleepwalk through the never
I am keen to dream forever
I am keen to dream forever in your shade
.
As we sleepwalk through the never
As we sleepwalk through the never
As we sleepwalk through the never’s serenade
.
I am the light
Which reflects in thine gaze
The reprise of byways to a faraway place
Where I tend my amaze to your poise frame and grace
In a dream within dream
Of most choice decorate
.
Herein we rejoice in the favour of fate’s rearrangement
Brocading its grateful persuasion
In corsets divorced from the flesh on our bones
As we dress to impress upon essence fresh glow
Should our vestures veto
Then we slow
Heel to toe
Then we slow
Heel to toe
Feel the glow
Then we show
.
Heel to toe
Feel the glow
Heel to toe
Feel the glow
Heel to toe
Feel the glow
Then we show
(Show)
.
Feel the glow
Heel to toe
Feel the glow
Then we show
Then we show
Then we show
Show
.
Ever present in the crescent moon’s forever tune bestowed
.
Ghostly ballerina
With the foresight of Athena
Somewhat forthright in demeanour
You restore sight unforeseen and I am keen to dream forever
I am keen to dream forever
I am keen to dream forever in your shade
.
As we sleepwalk through the never
As we sleepwalk through the never
I am keen to dream forever
As we sleepwalk through the never
As we sleepwalk through the never’s serenade
.
From flawless allégro
To tense arabesque
In both blanc and negro
Windswept pírouette
Not a feather unkempt
In together spray spread
On the wings of a dove
Not a tinge of regret
On the wings of a dove
Not a tinge of regret
.
Yet bleeding deep red symphony abreast one clinging breath
.
Willow leaves ease through the billowing breeze
At your feet as you piqué
With risqué mystique
C’est magnifique!
Say the crowd on their feet
In upstanding ovation
Of stainless technique
My porcelain heart canst do little but weep
At a masterpiece vigil to craft as it sleeps
One frameless piece of art
That of She
Divine
The most electrifying tapestry
.
The auditorium falls silent
As the velvet rope is freed
It is then every night
That I wake from the dream
While my eyes acclimatise
I feel a feather glance my cheek
And remember every finger turn
That yearned for an eternity of She
.
Antoinette
The famous
Lady of the lake
Returned
To
Me
.
Return
To
Me
.
Return
To
Me
.
To
Me
.
Antoinette
The famous
Lady of the lake
Returned
To
Me
.
Returned
To
Me
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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