Crowned By White Dove
On dappled shore, wind presses
flaming dusk with laced caress,
sugar of wine
the drenched moon of eve blesses
rousing passion’s warm finesse,
mouths brush so fine
heads laying on grass’ tresses
cherishing sighs, air boundless
two souls align
In fluid rush of moon’s climb,
heart-shaped carvings drawn ,enshrined
glitters on sand
drinking potion so divine,
as they whisper tender lines
night stars hold hands;
comes now movement of fate’s signs
time ebbing with true designs
of homage spanned
While flushed skin traces sea’s strands,
he kneels down, meshed eyes expand
and like bold glove,
slips a ring with buoyant plan
oh, her peach arms understand,
deep oath of love
sealing dreams, glazed petals stand;
tide-god nods through light enhanced,
crowned by white dove
David William's Virelai by nette onclaud
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2012
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