The sun breaks through, dawn’s disc of burning fire
that lights these skies of deep cerul’an blue.
An early morning swim is my desire,
then mountain stroll that’s hand in hand with you.
We relish summer’s silken dappled light
that falls betwixt the leaves of evergreen.
I chance a kiss, as gratitude for night,
a kiss returned thrice-fold, our hearts are keen.
And having walked we find a place to rest
where Aperol, good food, and laughs abound.
You lean to place your head against my chest.
We whisper words of love, fine feelings found.
We’ll dance ‘til dark, we’ll sleep and then repeat.
Beneath the stars this love is sealed, replete.
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david newport
Hi, I'm an analytic-creative in the sphere of human performance as I'm fascinated by human behaviour individually and socially. I write fiction and non-fiction as well as consulting on postural rehab and socio-dynamics. ;) Keep well.
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