My Love She Is A River Poem by Jason Cline
My Love She Is A River
She is a river.
With grace and fluidity she moves
And bathes me in her presence.
Her spirit is the spring
From which I drink
And it quenches my soul.
The rippling waves of her hair
Beat not against me
But with the rhythm of my heart.
With her I am refreshed.
But alas, my love she is a river
And I – I cannot swim.
Monday, July 13, 2015
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