The breath of air
From your lips
Feels like a breeze
That belonged to a summer
That had past
The strength of love
Resonates on glasses
Of twin balance
As we would pour
For this very day
Of love
So the sounds
Submerge
As we purge
This long weekend
That is beneath
Our feet
Our calm words
Soothes this beast
Beauty has arrived
Look at this guy
Thrive while
His function of
Devotion becomes
Alive in every caressed
Confession
Of every feeling
He has about his
Queen
Helping her
Lay serene in
The psyche of
Her mind
He treasures her
But tangibles
Could be lost
So he knows better
To keep her near
Faith of love
Being forever without fear .
By Deon Souldier Ballard
