Poem 11: Traveling through the mountains for April’s wedding
God’s artistry
ignites
around gray concrete
we stand
on a mountain
you, my bride
next to me
beauty in full scope
endless trees
beauty at 5’6
adorned in dress
when it’s dark
we look at stars
hands holding
you ask
what would it be like
to touch one
i squeeze her hand
i imagine
it would feel something
like this
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Excellent connection between nature and love!
Lovely.
Nice!