The calm rolled over our bodies, a lake with no waves,
the birds sang their song.
It was in that crystal moment that I realized that this wasn't going away.

The feeling grows, the song is a chorus, the evening sky
a Matisse, vivid and dynamic.
The cupids dance.

Your hair and skin radiating and me with a grin.
You are Venus and me, I'm the moon.

Venus, I love you.



KT April 15, 2015