Across the Sallow Sands

I love…
…that you are distinctively yourself. You know exactly how you want your coffee and what foods you like and don’t like. Even your clothes are tailored to fit the way you prefer. Knowing how choosy you are makes me feel all the more special that you picked me.

From “Evening Song” by American Musician and Poet Sidney Lanier
Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands,
And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea,
How long they kiss in sight of all the lands.
Ah! longer, longer, we.
Come forth, sweet stars,
and comfort heaven’s heart;
Glimmer, ye waves, round else unlighted sands.
O night! divorce our sun and sky apart
Never our lips, our hands.