Month: September 2016

Sparkle

PhotographyPoetry

Saturday at Sula

Come thee hither, and gather a chalice of stardust,

Freshly grown on tender vines with curls like thine tresses.

Let alone the blue sky soar as your shelter

And your feet be not kissing the soil.

T’was I thou consumed, t’was thou I drank.

Of beseeching love shall we sing ballads

And ’bout thine beauty, some poetry.