Matthew Anish Poet Free verse

Love Through a Prism

Touch of flesh to flesh
as night warps itself around us
Our bodies remember the warmth 
they have known
Memory serves as a stimulant
   it keeps the flame alive
   while the white snow 
   is busy falling outside
   cold air stings
we still remember the
fire of spring
    let sad thoughts be stilled 
     we'll move into
a 
    season of light
where we will 
             gaze through a prism
        watch as beams of love 
                splinter into a 
        thousand spectacular colors
We'll stand in awe 
      of 
      the 
  brillant lights
which penetrate
   the depths
of our consciousness
     show us the 
way out
of the shadows

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