Lovely Afar - A Poem
- reedantonich
- Apr 29
- 1 min read
Beneath branches of willow sleeps
On pillow moss a forbidden heart
Beating shallow for love it laughs
Compounding beauty alive with art
Soft hip a hammock my mind does lay
As dreams do dim and her words a harp
Subtle hymns and vigilant eyes
Meet pursed lips to which I come apart
Cautious waltz to caressing thumb
Persevering love we traveled far
To meet here beneath this willow
Minutes shared and now a distant heart
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