Your love is a cool, mossy glade
Nestled in the heart of an
Ancient timberland copse
Your words are my respite
From the day's rigors
They always give me hope
~*~
Your touch, the filtered sunlight
Streaming in upon my face
Dappled sage patterns enchant
Gentle warmth enlivens my space
~*~
Your spirit dances as the sprite
Gracing all you touch
With joy and laughter
Your comeliness
Wild and intoxicating
A rain of wildflowers
Showering me constantly
~*~
Your resonant voice is a
Blanket of vibrant song
Wrapping my tired soul in the
Comfort of longing
Every note a caress
Like silk on freshly bathed skin
At star-break, lulling me to sleep
Each dawn, easing me awake again
K.B. Silver
About the Creator
K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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