'A Love' Poem by Quenten McClellan
'A Love'
Grey skies are filled
with hope
Just as blue skies
are filled with dread
In the midst of and aching
morn, my feet wander
to the shed,
as the breaking sun rips
the streams of blue
Dandelions dance through the wind
and bring sultry thoughts of you
White laces wrap your skin
as we make love on vigor and vim
a love of passion
a love of whim
a love to never cash in
a love none an win
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