The soft
rush of tenderness in your eyes
As you
speak of your girls;
Your
voice gentle on the phone
To your
partner;
I see
your aura woven into this
gossamer
web -
Holding
your heart in place,
Enveloping
your mind in an embrace…
Your
beautiful, gentle soul shines in your eyes
As you
speak of what you regret
And of
what you don't -
Your
"gamble" with creation
The two
pieces of the puzzle that made you whole…
What does
it matter then that you did not
Could not
Will not
Experience
being
One with
another?
I hear
your gently sobbing heart
Flooded
with regret at things unobserved,
Unnoticed
-
Watch
that quirky smile hide a pain intense
A pain
born of the endless, hopeless search
For the
blinding light of love.
Allow
your gossamer web to be a warm
Blanket
in the cold;
Let it
cocoon your soft and tender heart
Against
your deepest regrets and desires -
Till age
and time can calm the deepest misery,
Till
there is no line on the horizon,
With
Or
without
you.
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