Poem – “By the Birth of Romance” – Romanticism – 12/15/2020

Hold me up
Beyond my strength,
For this fortress leaks purity,
Dedicated for you.
Leaves blow in synchrony,
Adding to your decrepit shape,
Beyond the legend
Of your dying wind.

I can see the passersby
Of blinded eagles, digging with wings
To the burning touch

Of your fingers, drenched in shattered
Remnants, of your bold, red heart.

They are swirling, overhead,
Dancing with feathers, consuming sparrows,
Bleeding from bandages upon their heads.
Hold me up
Past the gates, for freedom aches.

Let me step over
To the mightiest realm,
Where orchards take the shape
Of your mind.

Let me undress you,
To wield you
With fervency upon fervency,
Ecstasy choosing itself.

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