"THE STARS"

This poem was written while I was in the Catskills Mountains of New York.

"The Stars"

The stars above, shown so bright
Like diamonds, in the night
We held each other, as the stars twinkled above
As each shooting star passed
Made our wishes, upon the stars

Night was mystical, under the cloak of darkness
We made love, under the stars
Cool night air, upon our bodies
As we caressed, each other
Until morning mist, surrounded us
We spoke, of our dreams

We spoke our vows, to the heavens above
Our Alter, was the meadow
All of God’s creation, as our witnesses
The marriage bed, grass upon which we laid

Cathy Dennis
Copyright ©2001 Cathy T. Dennis