I love you
like spring flowers love the rain
raise their tousled heads
to drink water from the Gods.
Grass sprouts imperceptibly
day by day and the lilies
play their swinging tune
beneath wind’s breath.
I love you
like the sun returns each day
to give us light to see
and I love you just the way
a dog will turn his head to hear beloved feet.
I love you
when I ‘m angry I love you
when I’m sad, here or across infinity
you’re the rhythm in my feet
the waves that stroke the beach
each and all of these.
I love you
in the thunder , the stinging of ice’d hail
I loved you before I knew you,
between the curtains of dark sleep
your name echoes to remind me
that I love you
each and every night.
Victoria Mosley 
first it was just your upper back and profile,
then the Arabian stallion,
now it’s your poems,
opening like an advent calendar
what a voice
what a beauty
i have fallen in love
instantly, completely
I hope that’s a good thing………….who are you? 😉
Nice to know you whoever you are 🙂
I was a horseshoer once. And I had an Arabian, named Sultan, a bay, given to me as a wedding present. I think I also got a goat as a wedding present. A nubian named Willomena Waddles. We had two goats, and they slept on the roof. The other was named Nijinsky. Then, there was the rooster named Tilt. And how he came back from the dead. But that was a long time ago.
I like that I can still fall in love with a back. Your back.
sent you a mail Mr 🙂