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Cindy Jan 2022
above the arboreal palace
below the bright moonlight
sparkling sea to kiss the stones
you beckoned me

"come, come; I've a want to show you,"

out the pockets of your palm
a little life beyond my path
a star cradled so
Akna's gilded glory

"can I keep it?"

am I ill to deny such? I am in love
with your hands I am in love
with the legacy you carve

"It is yours too."

from spoiled bones
no course for blood
and that poisoned oak

"I -"
stop.

six summers spent watching apples bloom
idle in love while you tendered our garden
stilled in love as you salted the earth

surrender your laughter to the ether!
years eternally sweet
I'd be ill to deny
Cindy Nov 2021
i could tell you of the warm days that incite my smile,
or the ocean waves that excite my hopeful plight;
the song of bell-birds all the while...
              ... those still nights by the fire-light.
but no sunshine nor sea-side, nor day anew,
or the long loss of self     among the forest hue;
could ever compete     with the charming sight of you.
Cindy Sep 2021
like the way winter warmed
into gold
her hair in the wind
skin glowed as spring breathed
my sister...
     my sister;

light of my love
    … five years late
but heaven's here now.
Cindy Aug 2021
I want to tell you that I miss the sea and her whale song
that I am slipping on the taste of salt
and dreaming of that wedding rock

yellow cabin by the seashore -
blue bungalow by the board -
red shed of the precipice

I cannot recall

I miss the sea
that one. the one
where we were supposed to be
Cindy May 2021
my boy saw me as a conquering
of the Roman Empire
he desired my land, my love
but none of my mind

he pulled at my hair so I
could stare up at our Saviour
but all I could see was
our ugly popcorn ceiling

and he loved me for six still years
until he found that ******* me
could not make me see Gold
but I love him beyond time
Cindy May 2021
He didn't have your eyes
Nor your Scorpius freckles Made
for a November baby like me

He didn't have long, clumsy limbs
That tangled in our bedsheets every morning
And pulled me to a kiss at every midnight blue

He was built like Mount. Everest But
couldn't fill the space you left behind
No matter all his storms and avalanches He
couldn't scrape your name off my tongue

For where you kissed my cheek
He slapped his palm across my skin
For where you loved me eternity
He couldn't sweep it all to the sea

He wasn't you;
And thank God for that
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