Treasure Island

Mark Bratlie


Day and Night


I love you in the morning
when dew lies on the grass
As gentle light comes sneaking
and night's shadows slowly pass

I love you in the afternoon
when sky turns vivid blue
As nature's pallet brightens
and my thoughts return to you

I love you in the evening
when day gently winds down
As nature dons her slippers
and a softly flowing gown

I love you in night's darkness
when warmth of bodies meet
As I lie with you in fullness
and my yearnings are complete

Your love is with me day and night
and comes in many flavors
As joy fills up my being
and never seems to waver

Submitted: Tuesday, December 04, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, December 05, 2012

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