echoes of love by Earl Moore

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echoes of love

by Earl Moore

the spring garden
passionate love poem
softly echoes
my longing for you
but now emptiness

butterfly
the garden bench
Monarch
floating softly to my
tender as your soft touch

southern grass
soft morning fog
lightly moves
as your fresh body
at the movie last night

white dove
lands a few feet away
picnic basket
sudden echoes in a lost past
with marriage vows to last

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