Dawn Love Arise
Breathless, underneath the grove and pink heath,
on endless verdure drunk with its glamour.
Her auburn loose spiral curls swirl beneath
Her shoulders, consumes the fresh scent of her.
Yet my heart's rhythm quick as her name lingers
embrace on soft brim intermingling hues.
Staggering touches' weft, swirls round my fingers
Spinning the fine thread, I choose not to lose.
Under truss folds of satin and night skies,
idyllic rapture in an endless night
Until twilight hours of dawn love arise,
Awake to her wistful smile, morning light.
Two souls amorous profoundly tender
Love eagerly unfurls in its splendor.
11/14/2019
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