I remember the way
lubricated our words to each other
and she told me those three
"I love you"
Except she added
my name to the end
to make sure I knew
how important it was.
"You're the only
person I've said that to,"
She told me that night
as we parted ways
The next day she told
me that it didn't count
and that she was being
and I remained in place
who function better
withering under her
hoping to hear the
Don't tell a rose how to grow
And The birds how to chirp,
Don't tell your daughter to be soft
Don't tell your son how to hurt.
Don't tell the sky what color to bleed
And a person, the right way to grieve,
Don't try to tame your daughter's tongue
Don't tell your son the manly ways to love.
Don't tell the wind which way to blow
Or the clouds how hard to rain,
Don't teach your daughter how to soak
Don't show your son how to easily reject.
Don't tell the sun to adjust its light
Or the truth how to show itself,
Don't tell your daughter it's feminine to shy
Don't teach your son how to reign with fists held high
Don't tell a heart how to beat,
Or the mind how not to soar
Don't clip off your daughter's wings,
To make them a foundation for your son to grow
Don't tell a rose how to grow,
Lest it decides to turn its petal into thorns
Don't tell the birds how to chirp
And have their voices turn into rebellious growls.
If I close my eyes
I can almost see your face,
Like a slow moving shadow,
A whisper on a brow
But time has eroded your voice from my ears
Like the rust which eats away at
those pearly iron gates
Now just a memory of how brightly you once spoke
But how you must have loved me,
Sung to me as snow fell silently, and
wiped clean my face with a dampened thumb
How must you had buttoned up my shirt
what colour were your nails?
what songs did you sing?
My eyes sit loosely drawn
I play with each moment, flicking shards of light from the wings to the stage
And as you stay in the shadows
On what has never been
"Thirty plus years in a
loving happy marriage,
My husband taken
by long illness
and sad ending.
Five years companionless
Now a naked man
is in my shower,
I can hear him softly
Love and companionship
can come at any age.
Rendering you both
whole and renewed again.
Between Sun and Darkness
Poured her hearts
In the south facing window
The love came
of the burning
Hearts skip beats
Sun and Darkness
I called you mine ..... ☆☆☆