If we walk softly My Love, we can reach the river without disturbing the hummingbirds
as the Rose of Sharon frame us, capturing two people in love. We can listen
to the geese peddling quietly, as we make our way around
to the walking bridge, where we can steal a kiss
without anyone noticing.
I love that gleam in your eyes.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
“When we love people, we give them hope.”