She’s like fire inside me
Anchored to the core of my own daylight
Forever unannounced by my heart’s
Recourse so that her presence is always a surprise.
Her senescence is revoked by the mists that
Cast a lovely spray of color across the bow
Of my Honesty thus I cannot approach her
Without the vulnerability of my soul exposed
So I inhale her every thread of empathy
As Sunlight dances to the smile of her gaze
Like her laughter that fills each breath I take the
Unguent jeopardy of my approaching arms
Cannot diminish the highlands of our oneness
The setting sun of our lovers embrace.
© K. James Ribble
Thespian Drummer 