When They Met The Sun Was Sinking

When they met

                 the sun was sinking

                 Into the sea

                 His rays were pinking.

                 When they met

                 the stars were twinkling

                 EastRising Moon out

                 of clouds was blinking.

                 Pebbles in the falls

                 were tinkling.

                 Like wish coins dropping

                 into fountains clinking.

                 Each other's eyelove

                 they were drinking

                 and in their souls

                 did dawn the inkling

                 that two hearts

                 were forever linking.



                 (to Mary Beth and

                 Michael W)



(in the morning.. the sun once again rose)




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