Star Nectar

Sparkling stars drift down
Into our secluded glen
On a moonless night

Filling wild wine cups.
A glistening meadow lures
All who would listen.

Gentle breeze whispers,
Wild flowers respond, fragrance
Reflects deep desires.

In closeness we sip
Luscious stars from a wine cup
Eyes drinking from eyes.

The warm fragrant night
delights our deepest closeness
Of intimate hearts.



About Emma Lovelace

I am a quirky visual artist and poet. I have 3 daughters and 5 g'kids. I am writing 'bout random life events that strikes my fancy. Many are humorous and some are somewhat serious. I use an East TX twang quite often just for fun. My nick name I sign off w/ is Teigrelily.
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