Luncheoning - Poem by Lisa Rhodes
The crash of leaves waking
Morning in my arms like
A darting sun suddenly-
Boasting bright yellow
Until stars like angels
Danced on my shoulders.
Even when the shade came
Darkening the sky
You still shone lovingly
Over my eyes
Reassuring me of your intentions.
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