The Sun

by

Silverwolf ©



If they could see
The sun rippling along her jet fur
They’d understand

My lover lays soft on my bed
The day sparkling strong through the lace
To dance across her wonder
To my eyes

Her heart beats strong
Within me
As mine
Once thought dead
Is in her

I stand warm now
Even in shadows
With her blood in my soul
And her shine in my eye

I watch her
Till nought matters
Not the sun
Or the day
Just her



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