I Share My Soul
A pair of mourning doves preen and prim
snuggled close on their favorite limb.
And cooing low, wake a sleeping sun,
giving praise for a new day begun.
A slip of a ghostly moon rides low,
wearing its light like a pale halo.
And Sol ascends, master of the day,
lighting Dawn with His brilliant display.
Vapors shed crystal tears on the grass,
depositing dewdrops clear as glass.
And blooming flowers imbue the air
with a sweet fragrance, beyond compare.
Tall, lanky palms of feathery leaf
are clad in a green southern motif.
And skittish crabs play tag with the waves,
darting in and out of flooded caves.
Sipping wine while enjoying the show,
we greet the day with a gentle glow.
And as romance and nature combine,
I share my soul with my Valentine.
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