Love you love, ( know this )

High Pine

In a small hour 'neath covering dreams
( feel the waves of your hair evanescing )

lighter than dawning light dances on snow
whispering 'love' to the slumbering four o' clocks,

wake to an endless contemplative gaze to stir
fragrances of live heaven sent dresses that you wore
to ever wish or want to dream, of anything m o r e ,

'neath covering dreams, in a small hour
feel your selves, your miens fair minds caressing
( me )

I was a high, lone mountain pine

ancient savant sail on a sea of blue

You were the sun, brush of sunshine

Oh, I was a dream with you walking through, , ,

Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2012-10-25 at 15:27

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