Tuesday, October 26, 2010

My Love


Your hair like autumn colors
Burning bright and browned
Your skin is like the winter snow
Laying soft upon the ground
Your eyes like the deep blue sea
Crashing to the shore
Your absence like 
The summer sun
No longer can endure
Your lips are berries from mountain ash
Your laugh a mountain stream
Your thoughts pry the unquestionable
Like a chink of light on a darkened beam
Or a white horse running wild and free
Silver mane by silver sea
Sliver Seeds of dandelion
Crowned starlets in your hair
Shining when the sun
Marry’s and melts
Amongst the veils of showers
Your the prism of color 
That above me towers
The rainbow that spans
The ditch stitched ground
The white swan sailing
On a stream of sound
And among the rushes 
waiting….....
I am found.
The Breeze blows cold
The sun brings heat
The clouds pour with rain
And you filled
Brimmed with love
To Eclipse
My cold moon’s pain.

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