had not she crossed my path
on that soft summer day
had not her voice
drifted like silk
on the summer breeze
to wrap sheer and sweet
around my heart
had not I been drawn
like a new bloom
to the morning sun
had not I been captivated
as a hummingbird
by a drop of nectar
crystal on a velvet petal
had not my love come down
soft as a rolling mountain meadow
had not this dream been born
had not my life begun again
rob kistner © 2019
backlit by the golden sun
our bodies radiantly naked
in the soft grass of a mountain meadow
frolicking with you naked
running silvery in a cool spring rain
slick and slippery naked
in the riotous colors of a flower garden
our lips petal plushed and naked
lying in the rolling summer surf
waves breaking upon us naked
walking in an ancient forest deep
awed, spellbound and naked
smiling on a crisp autumn morn
leaves falling ‘round us, naked
curled in sweet peaceful sleep
both breathing gently, naked
in the copper glow of desert redrock
our wild spirits naked
in the frothy roar of a waterfall
standing in the cascade naked
in the wafting of a gentle breeze
we dance and whirl ‘round naked
silhouetted against a sterling moon
our skin a satin sheen and naked
with our secreted souls laid bare
fully exposed and naked
all our dreams and fears revealed
hearts trembling and naked
our every pretense stripped away
finally truly naked
enfolded here in each other’s arms
both vulnerable and naked
we gaze into the vast night sky
we marvel, breathtaken — and naked
I’ll rob the stars from that night sky
to twinkle in your eyes so naked
rob kistner © 2019