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In These Luminous Days

​In these luminous days

I walk with you
Shrouded in peace
Bathed in love
Touching and giving
Two flames unclasped.

In these luminous days
I dance with you
Open to the world
Unbound in joy
Bridging the ache
Two souls attuned.

In these luminous days
I revel with you
Tanned by the breeze
Naked and free
Feasting on hopes
Two bodies entwined.

In these luminous days
I lie with you
Riding the flow
Kissed by grace
Freshness exchanged
Contentment uncorked. 

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Water

River of life,

Streams that gleam;

In your crystalline purity

Cleansing me whole,

When we meet

Peace prevails.

 

Torrents of joy

Coursing through veins,

Refreshing

Cold to taste

On the tip of my tongue,

Drinking in lungfuls.

 

Flushing the body

Of impurities,

Unfreezing the mind;

Beneath the falls,

Knotted shoulders

Unloosed.

 

From the mountaintop,

Ribbon of silver glinting

Like an invitation,

Rich with promise;

Water you flow

A potent undertow.

 

Calling,

An echo of rest;

Desire springs in the crash,

Lust in the ocean

Glory in the song

You sing.

 

Water, I offer

Words that burble,

You give me this:

Limpid currents

Pulsing

Fresh dreams.

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Villanelle by Water

I would like to take you down by the stream

and watch the clear water glide gently by,

sharing and staring while the trees do beam.

 

This request needn’t be a fruitless dream

for as long as the sun shines bright up high,

I would like to take you down by the stream.

 

We would taste such pleasures until we scream,

while the fish flit as they patrol the Wye;

sharing and staring while the trees do beam.

 

To be with you when the soft light does gleam,

bathing our minds, hear the soothing reply;

I would like to take you down by the stream.

 

The mountains stand tall, lord of all they deem;

let us be natural, kiss so we fly

Sharing and staring while the trees do beam.

 

This is the scene that shimmers with a sheen,

laugh and love with a flow that does not die;

I would like to take you down by the stream

sharing and staring while the trees do beam.

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