MAJESTIC

PHOTO BY PIXABAY

Iridescent sparkle of dewdrops,
Descended rhythmically,
As though it was synchronized,
With the awakening of dawn.
Phenomenal one might say,
Symmetrical even,
Before my very eyes...
As I rapidly exhale,
Warmth blankets itself within me.
Serendipity thrives,
True love is eternal.
In its glory I bask,
Newfound and untouched,
Just like the impending morn.
Phenomenal one might say,
But sufficient is the silence,
To cease this superb moment.
In a glimmer so vague,
My chariot awaits...

(c) Monica St Hillaire 2021.

THAT SPACE BETWEEN…

PHOTOS BY PIXABAY

Reserved...
The sign that sits,
In front my heart.
I await the arrival,
Of my one true love.
Composed...
Easy as the morning dew,
I know not your face,
But your heart desires mine,
And we are meant to be.
Withstand...
I will endure the unknown,
Watch the flowers fade.
They shall ultimately blossom again,
When two hearts are joined as one.
Elated...
This joyous feeling inside,
My heart as my compass,
Will point directly to you.
I will surely know...
Reserved...
The sign that sits,
In front my heart.
You are worth the wait,
For you will make me whole.


(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020.