Kiss

A gossamer cloud

Spread out in the

Clear sky

On this crisp morning,

After the heavy rains,

Bends down and

Kisses tenderly

The muscular peak

Of a squat hill in a flooded

Field,

Like a white princess

Delicate and shy,

Lip-locking with

 A sturdy Moor

On the sly,

In an Elizabethan Court!