When Heaven Aligns
Soft the night's whispers stir her heart
Fresh the air's fragrance paints her cheek
Bright the stars glimmer in her eyes
Shrill the loon's note in her cry
Love's a fair maiden when Heaven aligns
Fiercest of predators if portentous her signs
September 04, 2020
Completely Your Choice (4) Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
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