Starry Canopy
A rosy red sun hangs on the world’s rim.
The last wand’ring rays of heaven’s breath.
Hand in mine as the scene begins to dim,
And still, unbroken conveys the night’s worth.
Upon my breast her head rises and falls,
Together we drink, the eve’s sweet nectar.
The moon awakens now pure white and full.
Its charm eclipsed, shamed by that of her.
A tender breeze twirls softly through her hair.
She shifts in my arms, then gazes up at me.
Her gentle stare reveals why I do care.
My soul is the lock, her eyes are the key.
Stirred by her, feelings so often unfelt,
Starry canopy above, lover’s hearts melt.
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