Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
A tremble in my heart,
you are an ache, a throb,
the stroke of copper lightening.
I have etched you in my lines
and in my margins swathed you
in resplendent hues of color.
Your voice is a tender quake,
your breath a hive of honey
in my throat.
I am a gentle tug you barely notice,
the lightness of rain showers on summer days.
A rushing wave washed upon your shore
where I have moored my soul to yours.
“Dreams are necessary to life”