The Glass Road
Linking
living land to land,
turquoise islands of regret,
to crimson truth
and wonder ever green......
Bronze hands must
turn the amulet to
mornings spent with you
and Elderberry wine.
Come take my hand ,
and vintage fear
is past to safe return.
Come burn ,
your bridges
with a flame
that melts
the sands of time
to
Glass.
A road now clean and clear
and blue,
where your bright
diamond heels
inscribe.........
and my
sandpaper slippers
skate behind,
through
powdered glass
to
smooth the jagged edges
of your rhymes.
slivers slicing.......
ankles.....
leaving
ribbons red ,
for
tying 'round your silver
words of love,
A dream of mine and mine alone..........
forever
written out upon................
this cold and fragile ,
winding
Road of Glass.
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