Vincent's Poem for Catherine

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(from the in-progress story, Iron Behind the Velvet - 

         originally published as part of the WFOL 2009 Treasure Hunt)

My dream ...
amorphous, rises opal on veiled mists.
The earth takes welcome form
and we walk together.

A rocky, dawn-lit coastline fades
to the park of aged trees slanted through with
summer’s blaze.
We pass through the shadow of willows.

Entwined with me upon the gray-green moss
under the downpour of sunlight, you tremble
at the near-agony of my ardor.
Your soft and pleading gasp ... oh ...
My name in your whisper.

My dream, my truth ...
You, Catherine.