You gave me your love,
while that night was pouring down.
I thought it was in Eden, or in dreams.
I could hear the rain whispering your name.
Someone had bled somewhere-
wounds to be sutured.
They weren't lips.
I had learned everything about lips.
I heard the whispers of the White Tree of Gondor.
You kissed me for
kissing, kissing, kissing.
You gave me your blue love,
and I understood that you were mine.
I had you, and I could be myself
(lips- kisses within) .
Someone had bled somewhere-
wounded lips and
sutures-
lips, kisses within.
I stand near you, touching you
and I wanted to stay that way forever.
You didn't ask me to stay
never to leave-
walls, walls, walls.
'Twas for eternity
our love.
You couldn't ask me to stay
again and again.
You gave me your love
again and again.
I waited for the blue rain to whisper
again and again,
You didn't let me wait for my rainbow
again and again,
again and again,
again and again,
again and again,
again and again.
Once more,
'twas the night.
No more,
'twas no more night.
You gave me your love.
Poem by Marieta Maglas