She was there when you were born,
She is here to stay...
It was one night
The moon was over my height...
I parted the wind, concocted the phrase
bore the cold, fettered the days...
Unbroken silence screams to loud
In the empty field where it stands proud...
The waves were rough and I held on tight
The mist stung my eyes in the black of night...
When day was Broad and spirits out
The horse would sleep under the umbrageous trees...
An effigy of anguish with a frosted demeanor, I...
fervently languid in the center of your paradox...
A field full of flowers
A forest full of trees...
Away from the city
So silent and still...
Blazing beauty burning bright
Ruby rose of morning light...
Parenthesis:
This poem is dedicated to my favorite contemporary...
Golden morning light breaks through my window.
giving my room a peacefully inviting, warming...