Ramblers
'Tween hither and thither we wended our way
Skipping, dancing on sand dunes, in seascape croquet.
While woven in waves watching dolphins at play
I tasted her lips in the ocean's cool spray
We gamboled and gambled, two waifs led astray,
With shackles afire and anchors aweigh -
Rising higher and higher, the sun slung our sleigh,
With time as our temptress, night'n day after day
Stray moon beams, suffusing clouds' shimmering sails,
Unleashed me and whisked me through sensuous vales,
Inciting the songs of my sweet nightingale
While passing our passions through visions unveiled
Two spectres of splendour in wanton sashay
We mastered our meaning in love's matinee -
The breezes, abating, heard flowers betray
"His fingers have plucked nature's sweetest bouquet"
With the wind as our wings, till the Never we flew
On junkets, two gypsies, through dusk residue,
Eluding pearled teardrops that paint the sky blue,
Gently floating like pollen to everywhere new
With stars in our eyes and time as our view,
We've drifted, two dreamers, where sprites rendezvous,
And feasted on laughter and sipped morning dew
And rambled forever as one made of two
poem by Terry O'Leary
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