Monday 9 August 2010

LOVE.

At the end of each day
You leave me
With love;

At the break of the next
You greet me
With love.

Over shadows of dawn
You orbit
With love,

And as morning stonewalls
You vault it
With love.

In the afternoon hills
You escort me
With love,

And through evening’s trees
You haul me
With love.

And as night closes in
You feed it
With love,

At the end of each day
You leave me
With love.

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