Easy As Sunday Morning
LIFETIME OF SMILES
If ever I choose to be with you
May pure affection thrill years’ delight,
In moments of strife, be ever true
To count not the thorns of raven’s flight.
Instead, search the jewels in these eyes
And guide me in waves of melody,
For in laughter or tears will our gold skies
Warm the flames of deep intimacy.
Let space allow time for inner growth
That when arms meet, we’ll dance a twirled blaze
As hearts entwine in moonlight for both
Enchanting hours, and still be amazed.
While fate binds you to glide on life’s wing
Just stay easy as Sunday morning.
Contest: Eve Roper's Old Or New # 4
Posted 6/24/2015
Resubmitted 8/3/2016
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2015
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