Upon the Morning Air

Image courtesy of Melinda Fawver@Dreamtime.com

 

A scent upon the air this morning still

 

At least in these wild imaginings—

 

With the colors of sunrise muted

By the humid haze hanging in the air,

My eyes close to better see the glow

Of white skin by moonlight,

To better catch the scent

Of her in the slight breeze–

 

And then—I do not know—

 

It seems I feel the touch of angel feathers upon my face.

3 thoughts on “Upon the Morning Air

  1. “My eyes close to better see the glow/ Of white skin by moonlight,
    To better catch the scent/Of her in the slight breeze–”
    -my favorite words

    oh my, I am moved, not by yr angel.. but by my imagination’s dream lover
    Yr a charmer, Thanx, gray

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