Lasting MemoriesA Poem by Namaa HammondThe moonlight defies his soul in my eye A wind so thin crawls under my skin His soul and life is why I cannot die For he I can complete life with
A wall of cement cannot prevent A bond so strong even at dawn The hour strikes ten and come forth a scent It is he who my growth had spawn
The air is calm, my hands in his palm Rustling leaves and I hear him breathe Our roots belong when we hold each other strong Through trees and grass, we exchange our laughs
His eyes remain in my coldest of days With auric energy of his passionate love Whose arms remain a shelter in plains Keeping me in no question of trust and such
On his chest I lay my cheek to replete Tattered and torn, a place called home Listening to the sound of my other heart beat In the dark and cold I am never alone
In the park and stone we carve our bodies Tracing each layer of sedimentary The skies retract of all colors, complimentary
Remembered were the nights of lasting memories © 2014 Namaa HammondReviews
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