Sunday, March 27, 2011

"The Aging of Love"

At first
            its warmth penetrated
                        cascading over me like sunshine        
                        murmuring to me with the rhythm of soft rain
            cleansing my spirit—
                        cool, sweet, crystalline
                        swaying in the breeze
Then came
            sparking eyes
                        a trickle of laughter
                        following me forever
            Gummy Bears
                        Silky baby powder
                        the earthy scent of youth
                        rippling and dancing
            the yellowing lace and wrinkling skin
                        a soft sigh of summer’s end
                        Autumn’s whispering
            bittersweet kisses
                        soft pats of affection

Copyright 1996 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman

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