Sierra July
You
grab my hand fast,
Slow,
our fingers intertwine
Our
path climbs, though not uphill,
Not on
road, dirt lane;
We
trek atop clouds,
Alone
in full azure sky
I have
no worries or cares,
For if
I fall, I
Know
you will catch me.
Poet’s Notes: A Valentine’s-themed
piece, this one capturing the magic of a simple outing with a significant
other.
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