By A Stream

Written for:  Sunday Whirl, Wordle #486

Words:  fire, lean, stream, fly, swim, present, after, 
tree, seem, trim, mouth, arm

My mouth seemed afire 
as he put his arm
around me, and leaned
in for a kiss.  Bliss.
A tree to sit under,
and the wonder of sun-sparkled
stream, was a present, a gift
that made me feel like flying.
I felt there would never be
another day like this one.
Ever after my thoughts would
return to this moment, extra
trimmings added over the years. 

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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8 Responses to By A Stream

  1. Lisa says:

    Quite a popular stream, almost a Lover’s Lane! Perhaps our poems are about the same couple? If so, mine has fond memories of this day too!


  2. Jael Stevens says:

    Oh my….sighing here, marvelous all the way through, and I especially like the ending… 🙂


  3. -Eugenia says:

    Beautifully penned.


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