shimmering reflections
of the warmth, that wrapped him tight
dance, along the curves
of his angel, dressed all in white
every stride
a twirl
in the heat of love\'s embrace,
every word
a serenade
to their guiding light of fate;
dimming shine
of a late summer’s night
unable, to dim the glow
draping them, from head to toe
earthquakes planted
in the depths of strangers
passing-by
as yearning green eyes, fixated
at the unbridled joy
they coveted;
entrancing flames, emanating
from her guardian’s, chest
highlighting, the binding path
illuminated: by their drunken hearts
© L. B. Mek
February 2017