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I write of celestial moons and flying carpet rides,
Of seasonal hues and rising tides.
I write when golden sunlight fills the skies,
And emerald hills enchant my waking eyes.
When the aroma of thulian roses scents the air
And wind blows the willows like Pele’s hair.
I write of all things that remind me of you,
How I’m sheltered by your shadow in all I do.
When I hear the sweet call of a turtle dove,
I smile at your deep amorous voice I love.
You are still the one after thirty seven years
Though we've endured a few hardships and tears
It has strengthened our bond as we have grown old
Our wedding vows seem to be written in gold.
You put my feelings first and I reciprocate
I cherish the fact that you are my soulmate.
When moonlight gleams on our island sea
Our love songs will echo eternally.
The love we share remains pristine and pure
As our souls combine and forever endure.
Still the One Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Michelle Faulkner ~7th Place~
* Thulian is a rose pink shade
Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2018