Saturday, December 6, 2014
buried
Posted by
Maggie May
Labels:
poetry
the silent face of space
noise from a mouthless ocean
that moves across our face
in one endless motion
how far would i go to be with you?
as far as i could go
what would i endure to please you?
only god can know
the world each world within
yet contained each in the other
i love, you love, we love
for without one, what is the other
i hear the song within the song,
i see the face within your face
i have loved you now for so long
this note held in place
your suffering, far below
the plow does not strike your heart
buried asleep beneath the snow
a silent, prehistoric art
how far can i deliver these medicines?
as far as air to breathe
how can i go on when i cannot go on?
when, is time to leave
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