It's true
….
I do
…..
Though parted
For 100 years
I love you-
…..
Your long chestnut hair
And autumn eyes---
wide open, seeing, knowing all
….
Your porcelain skin
Your mysterious gaze
Your sensual lips
And delicate hands
….
Your quiet stoic
New England self
Never revealing
The ten thousand flames
within that tiny heart
…..
Your beautiful mind
Your soul sublime
Pure as the first fallen snow
In the woods of Amherst
It glows like your body
Shimmering shining
Among the stars
Delicate and small
Yet burning burning
warm and bright
A little star in the
Wild winter night
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