The Greatest Compliment
Bare calves
And laughs that follow
Cool kisses in the vineyard.
Freckled shoulders
That rise and fall
As we shrug away the winter.
Hair aflame,
Both tame and wild,
In every sunny cinder.
Dances prolong
As songs overflow
From the long Autumn simmer.
It's time to tunnel toes
Through pastures, beaches, and linens,
To be your greatest compliment:
The girl who brings the Spring in.
Published on April 15, 2011 16:57