Cut Glass

Form: Villanelle

The dew lays twinkling on the morning grass
The sultry day beckons with summer heat
Through spider webs cast like finest cut glass
Morning sun is rising as bold as brass
To caress the dawn tide where lover’s meet
The dew lays twinkling on the morning grass
The night before where our kisses amass
With promises of a love that daren’t cheat
Through spider webs cast like finest cut glass
All night we talked of thoughts we need to pass
Between our lips; the secrets of our hearts greet
The dew lays twinkling on the morning grass
With words spoken, no regret, no alas
The dampness of light caressing our feet
Through spider webs cast like finest cut glass
This poet smiles upon his pretty lass
His kiss pressed lightly makes his love complete
The dew lays twinkling on the morning grass
Through spider webs cast like finest cut glass

©JGFarmer2020

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