Watercolor

The morning after love

A gentle tender whisper

In the daybreak as we rose

Bagels and lox for you

Just cream cheese for me

Our favorite cafe` table

As we sipped a darkened brew

Smiles endlessly shining

Eyes singing delightfully

Dancing in their shadows

As they penetrated

My quiet composure

A somewhat pleasant stress

Washed over me

In my naivete

And I whispered

I love you...

—Michele Cameron Drew

Copyright © 2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.

Sonnet XIX

 Sonnet XIX

	My lover's kiss was like a million stars, Across the jaded purple velvet night, And then the starlight falling from his eyes, Reflected on this halo burning bright. His angel, strong and beautiful, was I, Who saved him from himself one fateful night, And left behind with him my tender heart, Along beside a tear at morning light. Passed twenty years, my calling once again, Return me to the depths from whence I came; The needs there of a solitary friend, Upon who's heart I once had staked my claim. Oh, how can I but send to him my love? His angel from the Heavens up above.                —Michele Cameron Drew
Copyright © 2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.