The Magic Hour Poem by Richard Ford Bunuel Whale Carnegie Edison Simon Hitchcock Welles Christ Antunes Rodriguez Kubrick

You are matured
In surpassing all your peers,
Your eyes reveals the soul
Of a beautiful woman
Made to hold, in my arms

Our hearts rhythm synchronized,
Like an hour glass made of time
Where the Sands of time encompass
Our two lives made as whole
Picture of you,

Without you in my arms
My heart is tethered
To love and bestow, my angel wings
Off the ground,
I am an angel at heart and honor

My wings have been clipped
Flesh to flesh cheek to cheek,
Heart to heart, beat to beat,
In disrepair and can't dance
Without my wings upon a cloud

With you here it shall heal,
To soar above the clouds
And land on one in peace
To share our heaven forever together,
As our hearts dance cheek to cheek

As an array of rainbow made
While sunset is to dream
Of one another forever,
For us to awaken
In an even grayish hue

Not too dark and not so bright
But just right for us all
On in and about in children
And the story of us shall live on
Beyond and upon the magic hour,

At both sunrise and sunset,
To continue on our legacy,
Reflecting sunlight off of you
As I am to your moon glow,
As you are to my sunshine

In my place amongst the heavens
Of your saving grace and your presence
To light the faint glow to light the world,
When everyone should dream
The sunshine of my heart to glow

As my moonlight is to yours
You are a goddess made forever