ODE TO A SUMMER MORN

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true to form

this love remains sworn

ever the guileless

before the dawn's first voluptuous peak

unbearable tenderness

reaches into the very soul

sponsoring awakenings

that conquer the heart  

even in sleep

oh and how I do dream of thee

so uncomplicated

riveting yet pure

and caught up in the bloom

of such a said love

that's not so graphic

nor cheap

but reverent and demure

which has destiny singing

so softly for us today

tears rush to my eyes

at the first chime

of her song

and here to it I sway and dance

ever the optimist

in the earliest stages of a summer morn........

(written July 17, 2006 1240 am)






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