Haven of Love
Lush green trees,
Surrounds our haven of love
The twitter of the birds, our music
The sun embraces the mountain top,
Playfully waving goodbye to the day
Two figures, vaguely visible
The sand creeping in between our toes,
The chilled wine, a distant memory
As you hold me close, slowly moving
Your lips over mine…
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010
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