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Come With Me

Come with me.

To our place by the cozy fire.

Let us make our plans, to escape Winter’s chill, travel to a far off land.

We will walk ancient pathways, the busy market, the sunny shore.

Come with me.

To our big brass bed.

By candlelight let us love till the hour grows late.

With you wrapped in my arms we fall asleep to the dulcet song of Spring’s gentle rain.

Come with me.

To the highland meadow in Summer where wildflowers bloom and cool breezes blow.

We will spread our blanket on the soft grass by the old oak tree.

Touch for touch we tease, kiss and play, our love witnessed only by the birds in the trees.

Come with me.

To the mountains cloaked in the fiery colors of Autumn.

We ride the winding roads, the engine sings, our wheels scatter the fallen leaves as we pass.

Your arms are wrapped around my waist, a gentle squeeze assures me of your trust and love.

Come with me.

To the cozy fire.

To our bed.

To the highland meadow.

To the winding road.

Come with me, be my love.

Not just for now, but for our endless seasons to come.

Ah, to share those seasons with someone special, perhaps, someday soon, it’s in my heart, let it be manifest.

T.

By Terry Cavender

Professional photographer, writer, living and working in the Atlanta Georgia area.

4 replies on “Come With Me”

Thank you, my poems are visualizations of the romantic relationship that I will someday have. It is possible for real life be as such, all you have to do is believe that it can be so and it will be. Everything is possible when you come to understand that you can have it.

T.

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