Flowered Blue Fields

Alone at last...
she held the heart
of his being
in the hollow beneath
her beribboned hope.
Weaving in the silken strands
of forever, the glittering stars
of Love's gauzy breath.
Her eyes sparkling
with the flame
of his soul, of his passion.

Dancing on
the jeweled sighs
of deepening satisfaction,
floating on the smile
of a dreaming moon,
she sat upon
the cozy, blue fields
of cushioned flowers,
ruffled pillows
and dreamed
of his embrace,
his mottled breathing...

forever held

in the promise of his fingers
woven through time with hers.

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