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Love Poems For
The Romantic Heart
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New Arenas

In the dawn days
You were the morning glory of my being.
I sensed you,
Knowing you would take form,
Affirming dream.

In the noon you came,
Person real,
Goodness bedrock,
Calm, the calm of mountains.
So quiet you were not there,
So strong you were ever present.

Sunsets crimson,
The sweep of decades
Has beauty of its own,
Beyond expectation.

Night descending
New arenas open
Laughing waters cool us
And the feel of your hand
So familiar,
Leads on.









Copyright © 1994 by D.N. Sutton