Love's Journey

Love’s Journey Cherry blossoms floated pink Concocting love in a drink The day we met… Holding time upon the brink (Future and the Past in sync) As in a net We drank the love with each blink And passing glance—scared to think Of it—and yet, Licking hands of time were set Devouring with regret, The morning dew… But with each dance, somehow, let Blossom, love, and passion get Entwined anew And there drink—‘less we forget In noon day sun—when we met— How blossoms flew. Now as stars on purple hue Contrast pinks for me and you And petals fall… A comet hails from the blue Regaling the love we knew— A fireball— Bright hot blaze, still burns for you, Held in time’s conundrum flue… You’re still my all. deborah burch© 07/24/2012