Poem – “To Love, the Irrational” – Love Poetry – 8/20/2022

What releases,
falling into heaps
of your dust? I grew
these gardens, for your
rebirthed life. For your
time to never stop.

If you choose to,
I will explore other mouths
with their words
that answer questions to stars,
that drain confusion from
this floating mind.

I want to never hold close
shapeless grey. For years,
you have strayed, without
noticing these tears
floating your way.

A common sign. One
face in this eternal light,
next to a shadow
that kisses not.

You depart, closing
chapters in a sudden,
synonymous eclipse.

Your eyes see light
between branches, from
another leafless tree.

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