Softly We Met

Softly we met with a kiss,

Dreams of two become one,

Separate paths no longer apart,

Glowing warmth from an internal sun.

Softly we met with our eyes,

Golden glory flowing through,

Piercing blues mirror the soul,

Soft alabaster tender and smooth.

Softly we met with a touch,

Embarking on a timeless quest,

Travelers of uncharted waters,

Coming to rest in a humble nest.

 

Originally written on February 13, 2008.

J. S. Clawson

Scott Clawson is an avid writer, photographer, traveler and gardener. Living on a small island, he has spent many hours watching and taking photographs of wildlife in his garden, on the beach and in the wetlands.  He naturally began writing stories about the whimsical wildlife world around him.

https://www.jsclawson.com
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