Gossamer Grace

Gliding in my dreams
only you can hear,
only your eyes are unclosed
to my sighing blush,
reflected here
in the lakes of your gilded gaze.
In the gossamer Grace
in which I dote,
I must
breathe your name,
Angel,
and Oh!
I shall love you
all my life
and longer


St Valentine’s, 2017
with thanks to Dylan Thomas