Lovely with Bitters

The quickness of the dawn
Should never slow
To my laziness,
In regretting it is gone,
I know it is lovely
With bitters.

The turn of gentle spring
To heat, and gracious
Autumn to cold, keeps
My eyes in vigil wake,
Seeing these lovely
With bitters.

The descent of your tender
Kiss is faded to clinging
Memory while we part,
I feel you near,
I love you lovely
With bitters.

Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved.


About Shainbird

"A lonely craftsman putting one word after another."
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2 Responses to Lovely with Bitters

  1. Bastet says:

    interesting use of that last line.

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