Somewhere, out in the day
the country girl rises and looks
out her window..
The sun shines and the butterflies dance,
a soft breeze moves the trees..
as she blinks the sleep from her eyes
and sits on her perch to observe the budding day.
From the moment she opens from her slumber,
like clockwork, he comes to her side and joins her-
nothing could keep them parted for long.
A nearly visible essence, of her very own cells,
He sits softly in silence as she smiles
that mirror smile..
which they both share for a good while.
And he touches her soft shoulders, with those
wisps of hands-
blessing her, to walk through this new day-
seemingly on her own, but never alone,
this is true loves’ way.
As the trees drop their leaves, and the sunlight
glistens over her patch of earth,
she closes her eyes for just
a moment more,
to slip through the ether,
and deliver the softest kiss,
to his awaiting forehead,
sunken deep in the dark of night-
where in his dreams-
he joins her
to reflect that mirror smile,