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In Your Stillness
Where do you end - as I begin -
beneath a tendril cupping chin,
amongst sheet rain upon my skin,
inside an idea, so paper-thin?
How long have I been accustomed to
the sight of you and your orange hue,
the froth of hair, white falling through,
the scent of ash, graft and apple brew?
Where do you end - the length of string
from your heart to my heart seems to sting,
edging tighter to make us sing
testing what once was a simple fling?
To love you knows no bound of time,
I am yours, in my prime,
your heart still is an uphill climb,
both at best and worst, a soft sublime.
beneath a tendril cupping chin,
amongst sheet rain upon my skin,
inside an idea, so paper-thin?
How long have I been accustomed to
the sight of you and your orange hue,
the froth of hair, white falling through,
the scent of ash, graft and apple brew?
Where do you end - the length of string
from your heart to my heart seems to sting,
edging tighter to make us sing
testing what once was a simple fling?
To love you knows no bound of time,
I am yours, in my prime,
your heart still is an uphill climb,
both at best and worst, a soft sublime.
Published 23rd Mar 2019
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23rd Mar 2019 12:01pm
Oh sweet Poppy, such a thoughtfully poignant rhyme of endearment. Touches me that you share it here.
~Jade x
~Jade x
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23rd Mar 2019 1:51pm
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23rd Mar 2019 1:57pm
Thank you both. An honour from each of you, especially for such an unusual style and topic for me - pleased to share something gentle and human, I feel it's been a while.
23rd Mar 2019 2:01pm
This reminds me of waking in half-light, and watching another sleep. There's something magical in the silence of growing light; lines between each individual person are blurred between color and tangled blankets. The veil is rent before being sewn whole by daylight.
23rd Mar 2019 2:11pm
A delicacy only found in a long duration of time spent together. It's a beautiful thing to behold.
23rd Mar 2019 2:12pm
25th Mar 2019 4:09am
You are an incredible writer, truly. I thoroughly, thoroughly enjoy reading your poetry x
25th Mar 2019 6:52am
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2nd Apr 2019 2:07pm
I am not ever very comfortable in a rhyming space, so I completely agree with you. Thanks for dropping by.
2nd Apr 2019 3:18pm
Remind the person to whom this is dedicated how fortunate they are to have someone like you.
2nd Apr 2019 3:22pm
I like to think he knows and if he doesn't, the evidence in effort has always been presented to him.
Thank you Snugglebuck, I appreciate this level of kindness so genuinely.
Thank you Snugglebuck, I appreciate this level of kindness so genuinely.
