If I only held the muse's attention
If silence fell into the rain
Would I hear your cries in the wind
Lost into the stillness that abounds
Like a single fallible heartbeat
Absorbing all that is this time
When hope drifts on a change
Silent in the singularity
That is this love
That is when you be mine
Into these silent times
Before the rain descends
Absorbed into my veins
Cupped into supple breast
My lips sing to the sweet tastes
Lingering on a memory
Stirred by a single heartbeat
I remember this love
It was when I was yours
What has prompted this wish
Silently the moonlight washes away
Revealing the ghosts
Marked in autumns leaves upon the earth
Stillness by the roadside
I kiss today forget tomorrow
Drink the holy water
I held this love once
It was then when we .....
4 comments:
Rain is seldom silent, but it speaks to the silent places within us...
Loss and recollection amidst the storm. So many details enrich this piece.
that second stanza is so tender...your loss is palpable...lips to the sweet taste of memory...
Oh, so beautifully written, heartfelt, Adrian.
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