Poem – “The Folding Embrace” – Romance – 10/9/2019

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Entrance me,
Captivate me,
In stunning eyes,
And nuptial glare.

The beauty surrounds,
All my childish fondness,
I am but a weak little thing,
In the territory of your arms.

The memory of myself,
In the heat of unquiet,
Is the time a face appeared,
That was your own,
A face of frailty and an open mouth,
That whispered the qualms away.

A mother in the realm of death,
A child in the place of smallness,
Small fingers, that grope for a breast,
For I am in love
With the woman to who I’ve bent low,
Upon a knee that has hit the floor,
Alike a weight that resembles my heart,
So heavy in the history it carries.

You find family in my dark?
I will find a future in your light.