Memories of Love

Dream with me -
become part of my world,
hold my hand, and share with me
collected memories of love.

Nature speaks in silent words
trees cling together
limbs covered in ice
magical, alive
a paramount to nature

each year I search a familiar brook,
a mountain top -
a current or a stream,
unending as our love -
we embrace - trees cling
with frozen snow our
limbs bare.

Sunshine peeks through
branches, snow sparkles
as it gives way to nature, rocks -
gather upon earth moved by a stream

water flows, unending - building, creating
jagged lines, disturbing earth to
create a spot deeper, deeper
in the woods.

Now, I stroll along paths where we
shared our love – so deep inside
a forest you greeted me – a familiar
brook where we became part of nature
sharing earth – skin glistened as leaves
in sunshine.

Our love – unending - then distance caused
us to part, but will not detour - love,
draw us apart – hear the love
among shadows - on top of a mountain,
and remember melting together to become one.

Safe among the trees,
our limbs frozen as leaves on a tree -
no feeling on bare skin -
sky of blue - high among towering
trees and below - a stream
trickles from snow melting
to make way for ice –
for snow – for love.

Part Two

I made private plans with nature
to share my world with you,
so far away – love – as nature -
continues as seasons cause
water and forces rapids from
the mountain's top -

I share my thoughts
among the trees,
of you, and I - alone,
embrace thoughts of winter snow -
a stream never ends,
it grows stronger - as love,
while we clutch one another as
a tree limb finds a warmer sun -
creating life - in our forest.

So let me share with you,
walk with me among the forest -
our path where we shall meet once more,
its end, when I no longer dream
in winter white - when I melt in
springtime by the power of
nature.

When leaves no longer spring to
life - then, and only then, our time
ends.

Nancy Duci Denofio