Inside our Outside

Camp Fire

Crystal still pond ripples a stone’s throw
Circling caught the eyes of the owl glow
Sun begins to set moon starting to grow
Starts the evenings’ music of the crows

A bass slaps his tail and teases I’m free
Our eyes lock mingling breath, a sweet Chablis
Cuddling fire, holding hands and touching knees
Wood smoke, fire and silence meet our decree

© 2011 Michael Yost

2 responses to “Inside our Outside

  1. Michael, this is steamy beautiful. Nature is all around us and often best expressed in intimacy. Loved it. Gotta go find Lex now, ha ha. Amy

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