How fragile the precious wisp of love
between us,
that binds, embraces, compels
lingering still.
The unseen thread that holds fast
in defiance
when likely seams are frayed away
and split wide.
Hidden deep in old forgotten bouquets
of love tokens,
a new soft kiss petal not yet unfurled,
clings sleepily;
but hush leave her be in innocence
to slumber,
for if she finds warmth within us
she may bloom.
In her resplendent sensual beauty
we would rise,
ecstatic emotions would flower within us
once again;
thus in leaving her to quiet, sweet repose
she cannot wilt,
she will forever hold our secret.
keeping love alive
©Stella Armour 2011-06-02
