Poem – “Adjacent Bloom” – Modern Romanticism – 12/24/2021

Straight line, barricade
on a path your eyes create
with enough to freeze for,
with blankets of flesh
becoming raw
before the moment of your death.

Place love to the skies,
hold that smile, cover your cries
with the curtain around my form.

In love, without being born, - 

because God was a smile too many
to have, within grains of plenty.
Soil stretches, along
with these arms to hold you,
while upon your leaves, drops infinite dew.
Take to flight,
far from me, out of sight.

Curve, those clouds.
Take tears apart from the storms,
with winter never being born.

I trapped you, embraced you
in a heart
that could not depart
with those dewed leaves against you.
I filled you, carved you
out of what discarded you
that I might undo you.

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