Tuesday, September 22, 2015

A Touch of Spring


like the sweet fragrance
of delight in the
naked field of reason
i dwell in the sublime heart
of spring where
the pink blossoms dance
to the rhythm
of the earth
endowing me with
the songs of a thousand lights

i drink a cup of you
with lips of fire
rousing the
hummingbirds of joy
this glorious dawn

i capture the mound of Venus
in the moist hour
under the restless stars
tasting your sublime goodness
in the spaces
between dreams

i bask in the divine glow
of your beauty
the opening flower of desire



© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
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