There is a love that glides
A single ride
Smooth across one self
.
An unselfish high
In a halo ring
Is encircling
.
White in crisp
Across the kiss
The final happening
.
It’s June
And summer grows
The heat below
.
Eyes on the show
And so - it happens
The finale
.
Gold rings
Choirs sing
A child bore
.
There is a love that glides
And then
There is a love worth more
.
The family
