IN ALL THAT'S AESTHETIC

A warm wind sings a lullaby for two
Hot misty rain dampens lips anew
Rose petals breath the tender breath of dew
And you are here

Silvery sun spots slip through a spring white
A gentle prism bathes in colored light
A million golden stars smile on me tonight
And you are here

This may seem kinetic
But all that's aesthetic
Resembles her smile that is
Nature's own mother I hold

A weeping willow wipes away her tears
The raging ocean breaks a hundred mirrors
I lift my eyes to see the coming years
And you are here

- Winter 1994, Kevin Burdick