an earthly beauty in hills of green
with eyes of blue,
and skin of cream
soft sharp angles that ease the mind
his passion runs strong,
this boy of mine.
he is no longer close,
my earthly love
but he is still wrapped around me
just like a glove
and though he has gone
to find some time
to light his own path,
and ease his own mind
I know that someday
I will again feel his gaze,
steady as always
in a summer haze,
an earthly beauty in hills of green
with eyes of blue
and skin of cream.
