Bed's Spring
I am the dawning man
The waking limb
An unbowed willow
You are the dusken girl
The tangled sheet
A dewed down meadow
We are sown seeds
Folded into the earth
Whose roots weave
And cannot be unpicked
We are green leaves
Laced with silk
In whose curl
Transformation sleeps
We are a chrysalis!
Love seen in a Rorschach!
A dog eared page of poetry
That is sealed with glue
Copyright © Benjamin Amsden | Year Posted 2011
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