let's go to a secluded place
sit on a bed of grass
put your arms around my shoulder
hold me close to your heart
we don't need to converse
I'll listen to the #soliloquy of your heartbeats

let's sit there until sundown
and then return home
to the business of life

#vss365

Where the tides
of poetry reach
the breath waits
On sombre waters
we cradle
the last augury of flare
Winds can be tasted
Salt keeps its vigil
Far off
the struggle thins
A hidden shore receives
a muffled longing
There
the land speaks
only with intent

#vss365 #prompt December 6 #augury

music giving such religious, tranquil pleasure that it could only be called sacred, filled with the solemnity and longing found in the patterns of stately wall tapestries.