But here today when love is true

Summer flowers are pink and blue
But here today when love is true
I see the snowdropp and the daffodil
The saffron crocus on a dew lit hill

I see the emerald spring unfurling in green
Anemones awakening from a sleepless dream!
And so too is our love to be seen, and sensed,
In this timeless, arduous, winter, dispensed.

Summer flowers are pink and blue
But here today when love is less, subdue
I'd hold my breath to catch a moon beams
Drop of morning dew to know those dreams
Once and again, that sweet virginal, taboo!
Rolling in the solar fire, mornings dew,
Again with you!

poem by Mark Heathcote
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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