We Two Poem by Steve Howard

We Two



Her mouth, her kiss, sweet summer bliss,
soft and warm to me.
Her sighs a rare ethereal air.
The breath of a willow tree.
Her eyes were bright with sparkling light,
sapphires of the moon.
And the song they sang, they sang to me,
an ancient, urgent tune.
So there upon the scented earth,
beneath a summer dome of blue,
we became the universe,
and the universe we two.

Wednesday, May 30, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: whimsy
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Steve Howard

Steve Howard

North Carolina. USA
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