The Green of Summer

Gone was the green of summer though I never knew it so wrapped in your mother's quilt it never loved you more Precious velvet ribbon dreams left by a devoted lover golden sunlit stitch in seams fingers touching light all over Caught watching an intimate moment fiercely attentive to your task long fingers delicately soothing glorious calfling that you grasped You have my word I'll come looking though never by light of day Pray Taurus and Orion may stop clashing for two huddled under mid winter's sky