Together Poem by Trevor Maynard

Among the lavender sweet where
Sperry and golden buttercup grew
Grass matted with daisy chain
Blanket, wine, cheeks blushing anew

Face, a study in thought
Ocean blue eyes, slate and steel
Lips part minimally, wet
To be in your presence is to feel

Return to sketch, pencil softened
Your fingers smudge the lead
It is the best of times just to sit
Pictures drawn and poetry read

Dark majesty of clouds holding court
Sand scattered across the azure, blanketing
Feel the air, the spit of rain
Inside is warm, outside is real, burgeoning

Phosphor and the first embers of kindling
Tense, filling the air; just-so buttered toast
Thick cuts of raspberry jam hewn part
We struggle through; the snow our host

Winter love and summer infatuation
Autumn changing and spring eternal
Life is good for the old people
Remembering when girl met boy met girl

We move apart once more
Returning to our own activity and thought
Content to be as one as two
Inseparable forever, willingly caught