Recovering My Love Lady
linger so long in love
that forever is a moment
lose the deadly drum of worldly desires
to the beat of disease
succumb and immerse
intoxicated sweet melody
all in a reverie
no orchestra could produce
poised fingers placed
on the keys of my heart
I start
a rhythm renowned
time is a terrace
I place all tragedies
most horrible
some unspeakable
but labor is my love's lady
and I place her deep within
the recesses of the folds of my mind
she, willing to water my garden
I, willing to help her grow
into the woman I have always dreamed to be
ME!
Copyright © Amy Kovalcik | Year Posted 2008
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