Inamorata
Love is alive.
Sweet ‘tis, like the feel of gentle breeze
As syllables of your name, it joyfully sings
Every pulse, when my smitten heart beats
Echoes loud, it does, the presence of a treasure within.
In the gurgle of swift streams
And the quiet of peaceful meadows, green
Connected by an umbilical, yet bond unseen
I feel your presence shine, in everything me.
Love is life.
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3 thoughts on “Inamorata”
maestro is at work again……..doffing my hat again as usual.
Thanks Ek…
To live is to love, to love is to live. Nice.