My lovely nymph tends to blush…
When she sees me smilingly staring…
I can not help myself, you see…
I always tell her how beautiful she is…
Today she adorns herself in the colors of autumn..
More so the last weeks of summer’s transition…
She loses herself in the movements of dance…
Sometimes it is more of a prance…
Her graceful movements as she twists and turns…
To a hymn playing within her soul…
At times I can feel the gentle movements…
That rhythmic flow of love, I saw in her Mother…
#love
#summer
#soulmates
A Poet's Haven 
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