Love Poem

 

Wine Seaside and Love and You

 

 

Perhaps a honeymoon, you and me, two

flutes and a bottle of wine. Beachfront, we

dance through this rented bungalow, the sea

swooshing, tide thrumming, moon smiling on true

love as we dance and kiss and toast our true

marriage. Hold this dream. In time, we will see

it to fruition, though it seems to be

merely a dream in these long days. We do

 

all we can, bide our time and struggle day

upon day to overcome hurdles high

as the surf, deep as the tide, blue as bay

pools and evening sky . . . Never question why,

but push on, trusting we will find someday

on a beach under full moon and clear sky.

 

David M Pitchford

10 June 2008