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A poem (for an anthology) for beautiful Maria |
| Sweet Love A tryst on the morn Gathering moss on a wild lawn Simple words whispered on the wind A calm, yet effervescent mood settles over you And you’ll know… Swirls like a phantom notion This secret potion Its insinuation engulfs us like crystal fire As we plunge into a pond of mythical wonders Oh, I know… We stroll like apparitions in a forgotten meadow Lost in a cove where the coral moon reigns Whilst the willowy afterglow of time infuses Only dreams Only then, yes… Shall our souls know true synchronicity As we bathe tenderly In the moist eventide expectancy Of love A poem for Maria By Michael Angelo Niles |