MORNING GLORY….
In the
silent chorus of dawn
I bask in
the glow
Of your last
embrace
And on the
paving stones
Of longing,
I tread impatiently
Towards our
next encounter.
Your gift
nestles proud
Between my
breasts, intertwined
Pearls of
love, and light.
While nature
wraps
Her grief
with artfulness
In the
lustre of a gemstone
