The Pearl
We’ve seen a thousand burning stars
As we run through these thorns
In the light of the moon
Uphill to the dawn
Here she stares
Lingers with swollen cheeks and icy breath
Through the fog
As we walk
My darling love
Now my one and only sun
Shining through the dull threads of life
All the while
Her small footsteps hasten as the morning birds chirp
Soon we’ll make it to the place of love’s birth
A home, not a house
She skips, knocks on the door
And awaits its owner’s response
Surprised I was
Taken at her vulnerable voice
Clutching my bruised hands
With blurred eyes
I look at her and smile
“Remember where we planted the flowers three days ago?
By the pretty grey stones
Where the birds love to go
And the richest green grasses grow
It’s there my love
We’ve hidden our pearl like no other
Until the day comes
When we wrinkle old
And our worries and tears will never bother
It’s then when we close our eyes to sleep
And I kiss your freckled and swollen cheeks
You’ll dream forever and no more weep
I promise you then
We’ll all be pearls
Lost at sea.
Copyright © Christina Sookdeo | Year Posted 2012
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