You sprung in me like chrysanthemums pearly,
with an unexpected sense of calm,
rounded petals blushing, inculcating into blood
reciting a prayer of psalm.
Would that the sky lend me its grey,
in exchange for velvet emotions that pour—
I feel you despite the distance, the rest assured
peculiar this world at four o clock in the morn.
With a desire to serve, to belong and adore,
I can imagine no other throat—
such is my state, heaven and torture, one and the same
dare I venture here and quote.
I knew long before you did of longing,
like darkness both intimate and frightening
Care to explore? And want completely,
as season grows with eager boughs ripening.
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Lucy is our guest host today and wishes us to pen
a ballad. (I hope I got it right!) 🙂
Posted for Poetics: You Want It Darker @ dVerse Poets Pub