her tongue found embrace in mine;
as the wintry wind whistled
along in the still-green pines,
their icicles melting in her heat
i found solar solace in them,
as did the wintry birds,
stopping and singing
on the boughs above
it is there i lost care for time
as the wind pushed us closer
i found love under her hair,
i found juncos tickering in their notes
and i think i'd join them with my laughter
from her embrace, no such thing
as overlove when it is you
that pleases me more, dear
YOU ARE READING
homeward bound
Poetryonly here because sarah thinks its cute. 100 days of happiness and love poems edit: i didn't make it lol
