Cobblestone Heart

Cobblestone heart
She treads lightly on my cobblestone heart;
As scarlet ,yellow and crimson flowers drip; 
from trellises on ancient stone walls,  
And beams of sunlight shine on  towers of old,
And clouds cast shadows on tables with wine,   With glasses filled half way as thirsty patrons savor each  sip. 

Her sundress waves in the gentle breeze,
As she clutches her basket of vegetables and sundries. 
Her raven locks are pulled back,
 as she inspects her bounty from the marketplace,
She feels the warmth of the Mediterranean sun and with a contented smile she looks toward it to warm her face. 

I slowly approach  and take her hand
And place a gentle kiss upon her lips. 
She offers the basket for me to inspect, 
But I’m mesmerized by her visage and almost let it slip.
We smile in relief as i secure the grip

I place the basket down on my cobblestone heart; 
 and take her  in my arms in a loving embrace. 
Intoxicated by her love, by her beauty, by her grace, 
We stand entwined, enchanted  by what we found in this magical place. 

The smell of baking bread and fresh cut herbs fill the bustling square ,
We float in silence , hand in hand above my cobblestone heart .

We ascend the stairs and open the door;
 And Display todays prizes from our morning chore. 


I look into her eyes and catch my breath , 
as my heart beats out of my rising chest, 
A thousand years have come and gone 
 And I  tell her I’ve loved her from the start!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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