My Katherine From Wales
She has a voice of the angels
She has a heart that touches my soul
She may seem heavenly to you
In solitude, she paints visions of beauty
She falls to the ground
A wounded angel
We weep together in the rain
She is the wind of my hopes
Her words, so soft, bring stories to life,
Rainbows of my desires
She caresses my being
Her voice beats as my heart
We dance as one
We sing at two
We take tea at three
Rum tumbles in at four
We stumble to the floor
In Laughter, oh I adore
She has become my other
There is no more
Kiss me sweet
Of all the angels
She is my treat
She is!
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2013
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