Illuminating My Love For Miles

Standing on river’s edge, I
Gaze into the crawling waters
As sun slips into slumber;
Dwelling underneath pink welkin 
Writing of her sweet Caress.
Many moons have passed
Since I’ve seen 
Love’s soft lips,
Still I thirst for her sweet kiss
Drought stricken soil 
Longing for her precipitation. 
Feather and paper in hand 
I traverse this silence filled land
Stopping only
To gather gems of rose heritage 
In order to construct 
A moon worthy of her stare
Which I will hang from the tallest tree
Every night as our sun fades;
Illuminating my love for miles
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