Skip-a-BeatWords

--Nature of Love--

First the stars in the skies
Fell into our eyes,
and twinkled in wide iris pools.

Then the grass on the ground
Laughed in wind, pulled us down
And we rolled in its fingers like fools.

When the sea’s salt-sweet breeze
Hid and sought near our knees
You took my hand, pulled me to waves.

And as tides rushed o’er us
I fast learned to trust
Night-capped deep that encircled our blaze.

Oh, lightning and flame
Would be dull, would be tame!
Compared to the fire we spark…

When we roll on the floor
In the grass by the shore…
And let skip-a-beats light up the dark.


.MGW.