when i can no longer think
time will mend this distance
between us, i subtly think
hope shall weld us back to
union, restore us to oneness
waiting where worthy bonds refuse
to uncoil from the root of destiny;
rarely worrying now for love to
accost our blindness stop and
open our deepest vision to see
beyond the cosmetic and the
flesh where gently we unfold
our secrets and release as
though we are the answers to
questions long held within

-mr gahon 8/26/15


About mr gahon

poet... writer... culinarian... i like to work with food that appeals to the senses, write words that taste even better View all posts by mr gahon

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