from a breath
another came
a wheel beneath the potter
a dream where once
I danced
and you reclined
beneath a bed
of evening stars
watching as I spun
round about
a lazy winter down
kisses
where each planet
grew
black against
your shining
a single song
whereby I learned
my name
come
and I’ll remember you
when days are
gathered near
when nights I reach
to find
the place
we made
. . .
Your words are so beautifully alluring, and a pure delight to embrace! Each one is always a priceless gem!
You sing to my heart, dear Wendell………… Thank you.
Words remind me of an old song, “I’ll Remember You”. G’nite, darlin’ girl……….xo
Thank you, dearest Paul……. Love is the truth we always remember. Even denial makes it no less true.
Lovely……Lingering Memories…..Hugs! ❤
such that the heart can only grow to hold them……….
Hugs!
Winters deepest memories warm the heart, like bird songs …
………like the soft glow above an old porch on a cold night………burning yet and still………