A Beautiful Present Poem by Alice Baudoin

A beautiful present we were
Crafted in evening rain
And shattering beauty

A beautiful present we were
What a mystical time
You have filled me with

April magnolias, words of love,
African autumn tea
And fingertips touching verses in the remote library

A beautiful present so white
Near the lightness of the Virgin's statue
Gracefully rising above waters

So red over the river catching the reflection
Of the evening bricks
Like a glittering blood

Oh how I long for that beautiful present
Overflowing our nights
With each other