AlwaysA Poem by PerditionForget this gardener's gate forget
the opiate strands of your apothecary the old
stars bursting into young photograph warm beneath the charm of wooden lock Forget our moment's pain our delicate utopian hour these days that come into one returning out again warm as your bed beyond the margin the worlds of old stars whirling through insanity Naked where the sunlight grows forced to keep in our kind soft bed your skin beneath my own cradled as the injured bird of dawn so trusting of love that I cannot hold as if to own within these arms The tree we knew when waiting the connection of our branch as if our skin however so small in the summer's rain, talking, awaiting, alive as though the root beneath our hearts As then it was there I came to know as then it was there that the taste, the fruit and love we touched did grow wanting our steps in the path to follow waiting for the other’s arrival Our tears adorned these nights in waiting our words and fragrance from the sill of our duvet our lips then tasting each sweet cup beneath this lone embrace One
slight word to know the end into another the thoughts that lingered soft into the doubts moonlight tangling in the limbs that found their will our strands lapped in the lap of watery night together Tell me If it is only in this single word then tell me I will wait inside your wish I will wait beside your prayer I will wait with a single word by you if it is the thought and ours together Tell me your truth as I have touched my own tell me your pain as I have lived my own tell me this all- But do not tell me with words alone Tell me as if you are here along side my life and next to what comes as will tell me again beneath our slow moonlit dance tell me this all as you come into my arms at last in the garden of love made always~ © 2020 PerditionAuthor's Note
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