tranquil sky
Sometimes I cry,
I cry your name to God,
as if the heavens might echo back
the warmth of your soul,
or as if the stars themselves
could weave your essence
into the fabric of my thoughts.
And the sublimity of your skin,
as though it were a testament
to the beauty that graces this world -
each birthmark a unique ceramic tile,
a mosaic that captures light
of the very daylight I yearn for.
Oh, I'd be burned for heresy
if God's design forbade our love -
for what else am I bound to do?
Veiled from my dreams,
the five seas, and the clouds
that linger in the altars of the sky.
Deprived of your kiss,
your solemn touch, and eyes
that guide the pathway to ships at night.
I'd spend my days frittering away time,
praying to God for another chance at our love -
And until then, I'd walk through life
as if I were a widow, mourning for the love
we once held as sacred.
So stay here with me, my love,
for our love deserves to be held close.
Keep your hand clasped with mine,
and together, we'll cross barriers no
other love has known.
snow oak
abstract island
royal vapor
final bluff
edgy surge
stable adder
yess
sly marsh
wanton charm
late dune
rotund flame