Tag: lovers

  • They Meet There, Still They Meet

    They meet there, still they meet,Where sand gives way beneath bare feet;No words are said, no vows are sworn,Just lips that know what silence mourns—They meet there, still they meet. The moon bends low to kiss the wheat,The stars hang close, the air smells sweet;He brushes leaves from tangled hair,She laughs as if no one’s…

  • Fleeting

    Fleeting

    Fleeting In bed their tattoos met and bled. Ink-kissed lovers, knowing their tryst, night-born would live to die with dawn. Ryan Stone