we meet on a sunlit bridge in an ancient city in spring
and our shadows merge we meet like eager lovers
inhaling sweetness your cool skin scent
apple blossom drenches my lips
the river the light
sings sings
wings wishes
or prayers unspoken
sweep overhead escape like birds
we stand like statues our lips eyes fingertips
our vows now set in stone connect to become but one
sky a purple mass of starlings stretching beyond and beyond
Richard Fleming
Image : Pixabay - congerdesign
