white wings
by Tim Kavi
sweet flight
comes to abide near my heart
near me in darkness
waves crashing
in moonlit night
sweet kisses
words whispered softly
in my nurtured ears
when love departs
the heart misses
back the next day
growing near
footsteps sound like twitters
skittering across the icy branches
of love's delay
there is a drawing near
two hearts beat
as love lights the sure path
across the meadowed Spring
love has found its way here.
