Love Poem: I Am
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Written by: Daver Austin

I Am

I AM

waist deep in wild flowers    in a meadow seen from 
     atop a small rise
being sniffed by a beautiful doe standing at edge of          
     the forest
surrounded by heavily wooded mountains    looming             
     deep blue    in the distance
so content    just a trickle of a stream at my bare feet
not thinking of worldly things
sipping from a cup of sweet    white wine which has      
    cooled in the stream
thinking of love    not lurid    not wild
in the arms of first love    that unforgettable 
careless with the wine    pouring another glass full
dreading that point when the great ball of the  sun 
    sinks beyond
feeling that dark purple color run my arms     
   shoulders chill
silly    the day is young    and    here she comes 
    back from gathering fire wood
just tipsy enough to fully enjoy her pink   pink lips
lost in the moment    first love forgot