This Thing We Share
Long enduring eyes
I bring you tender flavor
to live inside
cover sad limbs
sad nights
a shaken wall falls when I call to you
asking for fruit, whispers, slow smiles
nothing more
yet everything I give, is given
resting with sorrow, under seas
seldom dreaming
a reach through memory
bringing one last harvest
our shy bounty
embracing a pain not made for solitary lovers
but for us
this thing we share
Copyright © Patrick Boyle | Year Posted 2015
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