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Birgitta Le Roux Poem
Forever,
It seems to me,
Since you lay right here.
Forever,
I thought we’d be,
Till you disappeared.
A lighthouse sunk to the sea,
In the dark of the night.
With no light to guide me to you,
Ill drift here,
Till I can set sail again,
or forever fall at the edge of your reef.
Copyright © Birgitta Le Roux | Year Posted 2014
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Birgitta Le Roux Poem
I look up through autumn leaves to the sky above,
rays of brilliant coral light dance on clouds, and pause, and leap.
Sitting here, against our tree, I am queen of this land, this love.
Your shoulder warm against my cheek.
Your face, in that light, carved to memory.
My toes dig into the dark fertile soil beneath,
sprouting dreams, young blossoms of future fruits.
The humming breeze sings of possibility.
Fragile vines push through and tickle as they reach,
around my ankle,
over your chest,
forever moulding us to this moment.
This place that surrounds us is determined time.
The relentless minute turns the wind cold and restless.
The hour sets the sun’s glowing lust,
bringing darkness and choking binds.
The months tussle in the heavy clouds above,
building to a break.
This beloved place I hold so dear,
captured in a memory,
overcome by the elements and time,
reflected in rainbows.
Copyright © Birgitta Le Roux | Year Posted 2014
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Birgitta Le Roux Poem
Close your eyes.
Trust me.
Fall back.
I’ll catch you.
I fell for you.
I wanted to.
I needed you.
As I hit the floor,
Flat on my back,
Yes there is pain,
But I’ll dust it off,
get up again,
and I’ll try again,
to trust again,
and fall again.
Close your eyes,
And trust me.
Just fall back,
I’ll catch you.
And I’ll fall,
Cos I’ll want to,
And I’ll need you,
To hold out your arms,
And catch me.
Please catch me.
Copyright © Birgitta Le Roux | Year Posted 2014
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