Through the Haze
There you sat amongst the fescue
the yellow dotted posies
full sun ever growing still
the breezes blew
at your curl
I bent down to take you in
a scent of fresh ambrosia
with flecks of care
mixing morning air
it was love dancing before my eye
wild and free
it was in your nature
and in mine
reminders of long soft kisses til June
my heart did beat, then swoon
your vision held my gaze
I, so amazed
your skies painted blue
on not just one afternoon
drunk, with no misgivings
life, disorderly
mysteriously moves
in such harmonious content
I look back at you
at that twinkle
thru the haze
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