Under starlit skies, The air grows thick, whispers sweet. Love's warm touch, hearts meet.
By Darla M Seely10 months ago in Poets
Storms heart cracks open. Warm gold spills across the sky. Thunder turns below.
Lightning's pale embrace Wraps the hills in sudden fire Then leaves them glowing
With the whipped cream peaks, Sips can cause time to repent. Fires dance, joy abounds.
World outside - white, wound Inside glows with hearts that mend. Snowy nights, warmth found
Winter's chill, winds sway Hot steaming bowls of soup, Each spoonful dances.
Snowy nights, warmth found A cup of cocoa, rich, sweet Fires dance, joy abounds
Whispers of light dance Amidst all of the shzdows. It's a tender spark. ]
In hands is a bowl The steam will rise so softly. Hug in liquid grace.
The first light will brew. Light will spill through the window. A whisper of warmth
Awake beneath stars, Vastness whispers ancient tales. Dreams woven in light.
Stars twinkle softly Whispers of the cosmos low. Night's breath, a soft glow.
