alone I sat
sunny summer afternoon
she sparkling came
her voice sang of the moon
enrapt I stood
lace and satin clad delight
assemblage hushed
her brightness Heaven's light
in love I slept
beneath the stars
the child our bed
Love's cocoon
still now in grief I weep
muchly still I lay alone
brightness flown
still I hear her in the deep
of a summer afternoon
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Love in all its Colours
Poetrya spectrum of deeply felt personal relationships, of meaningful selflessness and reciprocity "not always pretty not always fun not just for the young"
