Love's a bleary eyed wonder
That wastes its wares of me
Love's a hurricane
That washes over me
Left to the sand
Lonely left out to dry
The cool clear sky above
Where now art thou love
Love's a dove
Flouting overhead
Love's a raven
Ravaging the dead
Love's a chill
Veining down my skin
Love's a sun
Warming deep within
My soul searches
My heart aches
Oh love
Why tease
A thing like me
When last
My mind is
Gone of thee
Then return
To punish me
My time
Shall come again
Yet love I ask
Shall this time
Be true
This time
Sweet love
Will you remain
Through winter
And spring
Shall I know
Thee to the end
Shall ere
At last
I call thee
Friend
-Joshua Lee Foist
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
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