Guinevere Poem by Aaron Brown

To gaze upon you
is to see the drunken spirit
of summer's golden glory ablaze
This cascading sunlit radiance
ignites endless skyborne fires
after serenity raining

To listen to you
is to hear joyous chorals
from spring's laughing resurgence
These dulcet angels' harmonies
compose a cappella themes
from life's rising voices

To breathe deep of you
is to smell subtle fragrances
from autumn's perpetual change
These earthy russet undertones
return forgotten memories
of yesterday dreaming

To taste lite of you
is to drink cold clear waters
from winter's last flowing stream
These icily refreshing draughts
laced with subtle teasing spices
from life's future vintages

To touch upon you
is to feel the complex tapestry
of years woven by our fated hands
This silk-smooth living thread
weft with coarse grey wool
after experience living