Thursday 19 December 2019

why do you still love me

why do you still love me

  why do you still love me
i ask myself when the mood
takes me back to those days
that were drawn as thin as longing
when your music wrapped me in 
an ivory tower that the 
nursery books led me to believe in the
orchard of my secret garden

  why do you still love me
when the solstice days of winter
lie pale on the countenance of
life’s frosted fields over-awed in
the patina of the final cauldrons
at the invocation of life’s spell-bound
diminuendo

  why do you still love me 
when our closeness knows no distance
no fences abound the frost fields 
or fly down the golden fields of summer
a-whizz with the insect days
fluttering in the butterfly belly of youth 

see now how
the stream of our life from dawn’s lake
runs down to the sea’s demise
  why do you still love me
this i will never know
or why the river runs 
into the sea and disappears 

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