His
down in the river
bathing beneath the sun
is the one called lovely
his only one.
chestnut all around her
frames the eyes of green
to him the most beautiful
he has ever seen
down by the river
warming in the sun
is the one called lover
his only one
skin as soft as pedals
moistened by the dew
he would long to touch
if only that she knew
down by the river
a flower in the sun
is the dream lover
his only one
she smiles like the dawn
at her chosen man
to witness such a thing
is more than he can stand
down by the river
buried in the sun
is the one called lover...
now and forever his only one
Copyright © Rebecca Sharp | Year Posted 2007
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