Heather Love
By Deborah Shepard
Portals of haunting plumes scattered through fairies eve
Each willow song , sparkling etched rest, the blades of heather strewn about
Neath each hallows moon, whispers in glades you hear
Crying of the trinity living tree, is the secret the angels bid to thee
Embossed with crystals, his soul remembers soft lace, warm hands
Heather her name, his eyes , ethereal sheen, again to life she shall be
Charmed in the cottages along the Celtic journey, one nigh of pleasure
Merry meet his arms open to her, they dance in midst of air
Intricate they meet again ageless, neath his gentle fairy smile
Hazy blue light, in towers shine and the spirits play
Each given ineffable, infinite energies of the universe
Lovers dance in love his masculine embrace through the ghostly trees
To hear one more time that sprite night I love you
