Grapes
You were out watering the grapesA beautifully simple moment like that
Makes Time stand still for me,
You move like a spirit, light drapes
The form of Heaven about your eyes
See the night within my well and smile
Just like the day we met in my thoughts
so deep and still as may be a dream
Is all this is like vines and tapes
Made of Life watering the grapes
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2014-06-08 at 06:05
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