My Love

Like the lapping of the sea

                        a ceaseless tide

Like the birds that fly free

                        across the sky

Like flowers that dance bright

                        in the breeze

Like the morning tea

                        a welcome sight

Like walking on the beach

                        a sensuous delight

Like the sun riding high

                        flaming with light

Like the swish of the trees

                        tickling the soul

Like waterfalls that pour

                        a primeval roar

Like the release of spring

                        mantled in green

Like picnics in the fields

                        singing with laughter

Like the fruit of autumn

                        harvest of hope

Like snow on the hills

                        a weighted presence

Like the pulse of the earth

                        this elemental love


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