Rendezvous

Image: We Heart It

Midnight…

As the Moon

rises and the

Stars Align

You come to

me…

Secrets…

We come together

meeting quietly

in the deep

shadows of

the Forest

Towering trees

our canopy

Soft moss our

bed

Our joining is

a Rendezvous of

the Ancients

Fulfilling the

Prophecy told

long ago

Stars fell

Thunder rolled

And

the Promise

is complete.

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

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