Love Will Follow You Home
So this question of love
Still lingers in her lips-
Do you still love me?Do you?
I raise my head, look straight
into her eyes to smother this
Blue page of her longing.
I tell her, upon your desires
There is still a door of opportunity-
The moonbeam in the moors exuding
A lingering scent of the past;
But memories like my mother's scent
Begin with you, as breath of dawn,
Words nurtured by blooms of hope;
Touch this hope like a petal
Lest it withers in your palms,
Then take me the whole distance home,
Perhaps I will follow you-
Love will follow you home.
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