This is an updated version of a poem I posted about two years ago.
I
love you
The
chives’
purple
heads standing on their
bottle-green stalks
were
June’s bright soldiers above the dun-coloured sandstone;
beyond
them, on the hillside opposite, the soft pile forestry
was
our
wealth, especially in the rich glow of evening sun.
I
moved closer to you, held out my hand to find yours already there.
to
be links in this
chain of
beauty; and then I said, ‘I love you.’
It
was not just the
moment, but
the
magnificence
we
were
part of;
happiness
was bubbling, the words came like breaking into a song.
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