Jo Bien Poet Classicism

Weightless

it weighs like silver there in your hand
you ask nothing, make no commands
I look into your eyes and your heart that entices
your kiss may cost me but I'll pay any price 

blessed by the heavens--the blue sky above
in the fluttering wings of a snow white dove
there is plenty of room in this chambered coffer
storing this love and every hope that is offered

before the door of what can't be seen
I wake and remember this sweet dream
it lies weightless there in your hand
I'll sacrifice all for what your heart demands

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