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I met her in a time
of pain

My life would never be
the same

I struggled to find the
words to say

You took my hand
and came with me anyway
Beginnings
I have laid in the tall grass
and let the sweet smell of its lush
green blades,
fill my lungs and head,
until giddy,
and light headed.

I lay back and become enveloped
in and ecstasy of
heady tranquilly.

My fingers traced the stems
sensually
liken to a lovers fingers
over silken skin

Papus are freed and fill the air
drifting on the breeze
carrying my dreams and wished
to my love
Words on thinking of my wife, whilst laying in a field of grass
The sun and stars in the heavens
stand only as a reminder of the depth of my love for you,
my sweet Cathy.

But their luminescence is but pale in consideration
of the brightness of my love and the beauty
that you possess.

Though great is the effort of the constellations
at the dawning of the night
To eclipse thy beauty and my love,

My love for you and thy beauty only grows stronger
and shines brighter, that the stars must shine
for all eternity in effort to match.

You are my Sun and Stars Cathy
One of many poems written for my wife Cathy

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