succumbed
to the pressure
of the gust of gentle wind
roses spread their petals in joy
of spring
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succumbed
to the pressure
of the gust of gentle wind
roses spread their petals in joy
of spring
of spring
earth's renewal
sprouts reaching for the blue,
tendrils of green, spiralling up
climb me
climb me
deem it as a
ladder leading to the
moon i have built a house of love
for you
for you
i could breathe deep
inhaling your being
into me, becoming you, and
joining
joining
pieces of wood
together seamlessly
tender carpenter of my heart's
desire
desire
is nothing but
wants and needs run amok
listen to what i ask of you
relent
relent
touch my Lamb's Ear
the bees will not hurt you
everyone needs your tenderness
me too
me too
cogitating
dusty gears, whirring quick,
gathering pieces of my brain
in place
in place.
you have plastered
us together with our
same sticky secret; making me
peaceful.
peaceful
days are over
tranquil nights are no more
we are under the torrents of
strong love
strong love
flexible yet
unbending....relenting
in time for forgiveness, steadfast
stand still
stand still.
breathe in, breathe out.
ground yourself in present.
there is time yet to make yourself
fulfilled.
fulfilled
filled full of what
my ego up to here
makes me sick of myself and yet
I preen
I preen
feathers and fur
of the monster of my
ego with my beak and tongue to
be free
be free
of the shackles
that bind you to this earth
fly above your inhibitions
let go