Shaded Heart

Autumn sky reveals
that crisp red reality
of life lost in love.

Where her head rests
so does my heart, eternally. —

I have been happy.

A rose no sweeter
nor a face as beautiful
than my valentine’s.

The sun turns to grey
and my shaded heart to gold
when you flash a smile.

I am the shadow
cast on that thin silver thread,
if only briefly.

There is no nectar
nor blooming flower as sweet
as the belle I love.

In love, we embrace
closely as the cobalt moon
grasps the twilight sky.

Words drip from her lips
like honey; her twisting tongue
unravels my soul.

Seas cannot contain
nor can aspen mountains thwart
me from my ever love.