2 loves
he comes beside her
a touch on her arm
she turns
guides his center
to the seat next to her
another touch
nudge
sends them rolling quietly
down a hill
he sits
rests
turns again
they tumble into a light kiss
settle at the bottom
together
they gather
to watch
the birds fly
against
the setting sun
and i wonder
if i will ever
share such a beautiful silhouette
enjoy such a beautifully
seasoned love
1 comment:
Oh Clarence, your words in "love settles at the bottom of the glen" are so poignant and perfect for a love poem! Meet your newest follower on GFC. ~ Debra
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