the stars
tonight
are drowned
by
the light
of a
full bright
moon
and
as we walk
that
darkling road
turned day
by
talk
and
sight
of a
river
sparkling
deep
you turn
to me
and I can
see
the nether
never
ending
Your form always seems perfect for your content...this the "darkling road turned day by talk". I love the vital aand central to the poemtr, transforming "touch". Your delicate musical sense of word choice... "the nether never ending" is so beautiful.
