my love

[hpsowce]

Blue diamonds, a twinkling mirror of your soul

Angels play anew with each smile to drag me from torpor

As I look down into the love that shines back

I stagger at it's brilliance and falter

Were love a solid thing, so precious and true

I would hold it my heart as I curled up in a ball

Never would it be ripped away or fade with time as I protected it

Held in clasping hands and adored so

But love flutters with the wind,it touches lightly and dances brightly

before twisting away into the distance

Snagged on branches it lingers in sight

A hope, a prayer

Then with reluctance it is released into a cold world

Were there but assurances

Or contracts to be signed

Promises cast in iron

Rules that bind,

But then how true would love be, caged and bound?

Better that it be enjoyed whilst it lasts

Bathed in it's scented beauty, drawn upon my soul

cradled in hope I count the days

Alas, were I not obsessed with it's leaving

perhaps I would value love and be-loved.