Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Easter

The wind kisses his face,
As tree branches snap
Back and forth,
Adding spring cheers to his place.
*
He smiles horribly-
A bird lifts off a flagpole,
It’s embarrassing to see
The redness on his cheeks.
*
His mind is the field of stars
In the universe, he bites his lips,
Thinking about her face,
and how she’s shared with him her magical grace.
*
It hurts to see light
In her insightful eyes,
Despite the awful barks
Of a dog, a grimace.
*
You can believe in God now-
God whispers in his ears,
The cello strings vibrate,
Singing a heartfelt note.
*
Sugar-sweet scents spread salt,
But only on the space she touches,
Only if it’s truth
Showering fragrant rain on the couples.

2 comments:

  1. I stood high above the windy mind field of stars and showered fragrant rain on the couples that you so beautifully describe, thank you for your spark of lightning.

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