Poetry Review Special Feature: "Twenty-four Years Wed" by the Editor

Twenty-four Years Wed

Steven Wittenberg Gordon

For Alison

The wind carries

your scent to me

no matter how far away

picking up the perfume

of wild flowers

songs of birds

and the many colors

of the rays of the sun

refracted through

the pregnant clouds.

The beating of my heart

adjusts its pace

to match yours.

I turn toward you and smile

as the warmth of your love 
flows through me.