Wednesday, April 3, 2013

They Are - Afternoon in Spring - National Poetry Month - 1/30

She lies
Basking in his light
Her moist, warm earth yearning for more
They are new like spring
Her love flowing free as the soft, sweet breeze
Until he runs away as the sun into dusk
She being a promise
Ever present until his desire fades to black
And night consumes their day
They’re left longing
For summer's heat
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