Where sunset joined us on the bridge
As winter chilled our feet and hands
Where body heat and hearts were warmed
A slow pace home
We walked from dusk to dawn
Where tender eyes formed blissful smiles
Our first kiss hello
Our last kiss goodbye
December 1976 L.E.R.

Desta

“Writing is a potion of devotion, magical, mysterious and mighty” Desta

"Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it's different with every shore. ”
Zora Neale Hurston