Monday, June 25, 2012

Always, Forever

My heart will subtly mummer still,
When you breathe softly in in my ear,
I lose control and all self-will,
Evolves to passion so sincere.


The chalk upon our canvas seen,
Quick drawn from moments in mid stride,
Are snapshots of a love serene,
But, not the passion deep inside.


And, still, and still our love burns wild,
Near wildfires on the prairies blaze
The grass consumed; no earth defiled,
Springs forth new love in wondrous phase.


At first the green; then flower shows,
And, soon soft summer meadows sigh,
Just as our love that ever grows,
Always, forever, you and I.


Peter Lowell Paulson
June 25, 2012

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