A sad eyed forest with a tree of hope
Implanted its roots with a broad scope
Its fallen leaves crumble in shaken hands
Shinning brightly in a world of loveless demands
Together weeds sway in a field of choir
Blinded by lust a need for desire
Clinging together though not to catch fire
So close but so far away never to tire
We fell tonight a shallow swan
And as water is not found
To the dirt and the silt go the floods
Rocks spent and rounded
Gather as singles
Where once they were uniform
Winged but abled in loved
Give me the day
And my nights never be destroyed
Demure and deliberate
Immortal love is pale
Self treasurable, infallible
Intolerant, love
A labor of feldspar hearts -
Love is to violence
As wind is to prosy
