A Love Poem

~ and it is yours ~

“Pandora” Odilon Redon public domain

I,

stretched and drowned

in the sun,

born of this my world

waited.

Then a dazzled sky

opened itself to me

with a promise of

love’s redemption,

— more for its own sake than mine —

with faith lost, what’s left?

Wild is my soul

and it is yours.

And you are beautiful.

O fruit of paradise,

grant me a measure of happiness.

Happiness,

do not keep score today.

Wild is my spirit…

and it is yours,

breaks free of all rules

and dictats of man

and you are beautiful.

Fruit fallen from paradise,

sing an aria of love’s

immortality

even as the evening breeze

dies before dawn

and abandons buds

trembling with soft pain.