Vines That Bind
In this garden my calloused feet trace pathways
Along wild flowers and rose bushes
Planted by gracefully meticulous hands
She knelt in the sunset and moon rise
Creating this carefully chosen form of Eden
As the sun rose and moon set her tears nourished
Her protege flourishing with the guide of her soul
Through blurred eyes I gaze upon her struggle
Unable to comfort her pain away as her life fades
Vines encircling my wrists gripping me steadfast
Her grown nature keeping me at a distance
To share your soul is to ensnare
With thickening barbs and thorns that pierce
These feelings take solidity when she cries
Skin yielding up to this solemnity remains
As essence seeps into the soil beneath
The beast wages an internal war to rip these binds
Being barred from her light's eminence
No force embedded can halt this flowing
Yearning to protect from this ebbing darkness we share
Screams tear up through the thickening silence
Realization begins to set in as the fog rolls over
Her eyes can no longer touch mine.
Copyright © Sam Beloved | Year Posted 2014
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