Morning in life’s Autumns

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         July 7, 2016

My heart quivers it’s response to you-
my soul shuddering as we
give in to transitory joy

Why is there always

this ethereal treading water?
dark clouds of emotions hovering over us…
Be happy, my beloved.
The scent of blueberry scones drifts in
from another room.
We will have cup of Earl Grey tea,

then dance on the cool, porcelain tile.
whispering secrets too sacred for words.

 

© Nancilynn Saylor 2016