Love On The Dew. Poem by Charles M Moore
Love On The Dew.
The mirrors would melt with the fire in his eyes
his strong arms enfolded the love that he prized
she took her last breath as her heart flew away
with a kiss that embodied the break of the day
The strength of his passion broke chains in her breast
she clasped to his body her head on his chest
enthralled in the rhythm of life that they knew
the break of the day making love on the dew.
I can only echo what Patricia and Dalia have said. This is truly beautiful. Love, Fran xx
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Beautiful and brilliant write, Charlie. You certainly have a way of expressing the moment in all its glory. Bravo! Linda