Poem – “Lift you on Highest Curves” – Romance – 8/24/2020

I’ll take your beauty
To the furthest banks
Of the deepest rivers
Where tears were meant to be shed,
Where separations were meant to be wed,
Where lives were meant to be staked
Down,
With love, unending.

Your form
Runs wild, with the wind,
Streams in the porcelain,
Draws from the moon
Its shelter.

In your embrace,
I weep.
In your oceans,
I seep.
I weather my own storm.

I will love
With blanketing sunrise,
As the sunset is cloaked
By the godly realm of your might.

I will soothe
Your face,
Remaining of tears,
Blueish in fears.

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