Love Inheres a Romance True
Leora has the light to be a day
to be of warmth, of wisdom
illuminating in humor’s dance
a candid banter to laugh
to play at night lightly
But she’s a brilliant explorer
who’ll leave for a leaf
Once she might have
stayed the day, the night
In Leora’s magic once
I felt a deft embrace
of luscious touch, and
then in light she left, but
Her love inheres the day:
the wind and the birds
tweak her sayings for
philosophy nested away
Yet her love inheres the day:
she is warmth and
her light is the delight that
inheres my laugh when
remembering her yet
on unforgiving nights
How the winds are calm in frights
and the birds do die if
the sun won’t rise inherently