Enamorada
Enamored, the orthodox heart did dare,
negating the ornery ways that glared,
as sparkles snared in a love impasse.
Memories quaint, these moments that’ve passed…
…of you and I, perfect Sol hierophants
Rays of hot gold, palpable in nimble hands
as our limbs dazzle-danced with youth’s prowess,
denying our eyes of the immanent duress…
Amidst the music and raucous laughter,
evermore imbibed and tasted hereafter…
New Zealand waved its summer days southward ~
Dolphins winked thru the surf’s cresting reward ~~
So long to those sun-filled, warm Christmas days…
So long to those love-filled, carefree plays…
(5/11/2021: For Summer Love Sonnet contest)
Copyright © Susan Woodrow | Year Posted 2021
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