The love I knew existed
Is with me always there
Love's longing infiltrates
Both heart and mind -
Overtakes with air
Love's voice is heard
Through walls which
wonder if it all is true
that through the pain
Aches of time - it can
Truly sustain us two
In all the world there is
Such love if it is seen in one
It is multiplied too, what fear
Is there when eventually it
will lead us where, there
is no more hurt or longing
feelings of being used.
I asked my father, my mother
too, if we shall part make me
imagine you, i am just a lonely
vessel, praying to reach back
anew, my last breath, with moisened
depth, is utterance to the muse
angels will all guide me, and I follow
Heart attuned, I care not for, the walls
the chords, the windows of glass coloured
or feelings abashed - when true love
is unqiue and true - some say that love is
broad - it is narrow and a stairway true
straight and direct - like a lightning fast
trek across the bridge, and back to you.
Christopher Baird 2012 ©
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