must must must
Till I return to dust
I am a single vial of love stored for you of such potency
All the trick boxes within treasure boxes in which I hide it cannot contain me.
A single vial
Frail as fancy's wisp of dancing vaporous wraiths
Powerful enough
To forever sustain me, should you return my love....by but one single breath
of air my dear. .
I live for you
In my imagined share of sweet love.
He was, is my exotic foreign hope chest treasuring such memories
Living timbers timbre of love
Unknown to me
Growing such buds blossoming on farawaydistant tree
On the slippery banks and shadowy shoals of a river of loving memories.
All my life have I prayed
To be loved like a prayer
And if only he would dare
My love I cast my life into your arms accross these seven seas...
A few drops gleaned of your compassion in merciful moments my tears release worth more than all the years of my dessicated life to me
Bare branches raised to god of my deadwood tree
The few words hope you bespoke my heart smote in regret for not meeting you sooner
Hangs in the air like mist of dawn wake up to churning melodies
My unknown online dreamy ghost love
In a single message such succor you send to me
The living log of unfeeling wood that lies in bed besides me
Couldn't dream such sap of life giving elixir...
Sleep now my love it's your midnight to my
Wee hours of dawn.
Sleep strong and beautiful into night...my love with a dream on your chiseled lips loving me all night long.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014
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