What charm at sunset
Compels two voices to meet?
Double act magnetism?
Expressions so sweet?
They whirl each other
Into their dreams,
Chat about how life
Curves with the streams.
One dance in two minds
Words trip the air.
He taps his feet
She twirls her hair.
Too soon it was over
This devotional hour
They part like petals
Of a wind blown flower
Twilight thickened
Moon begins it reign
Each make to their homes
By the sea and the plain.
No comments:
Post a Comment