Indigo skies in her emerald eyes
And clouds pregnant with snow
A northern wind and a long-lost friend
Before an evening's fire glow.
Ease into this avenue
Now stretched soul to soul.
Find a place in her smiling face
And her rover's quickened roll.
Settle down before you drown
Sometimes you try too hard.
Take it slow and let it grow
Before the finished work is marred.
Indigo hours and gentle powers
Times of joyful surprise
Will help you win and enter in
Her smiling emerald eyes.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Indigo and Emerald
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Monday, December 19, 2011
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