Chris Boskovski Poet Prose Poetry

Though Love Be a Day

Though love be a day
and death be a flower,
we shall grow a garden so full of beautiful violets,
the only flower that stands,
when love is laid to rest for eternity;

Though love be a day
and death be a flower,
we shall continue to kiss,
till the gardens grow flowers blooming left and right
and a kiss shall be the only sweet thing for you;
though love be a day,
and death be an hour
not a minute goes by,
every second I never turn away from you
and kiss another.

Though love be a day
and death be a flower,
I shall pick those flowers for you,
when that day comes
when you are not with me anymore.

Shall I kiss your brow,
as you lay in peace and undisturbed beauty glories you?
There I shall pick a rose and place it on your bosom,
where I lay my weak head to rest every night
I spent with you,
and I kiss you- one last kiss-
and I whisper to you,
(though love be a day
     -and death be a flower,
       I shall grow a garden for you,
        and we shall kiss no longer)

.2.16.2014.

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