I wonder what secrets lie
between the roots of this tree.
I’m dazzled by the golden lights
Which dance between its leaves.
May I compare your chocolate skin
To the sturdy trunk below?
Or your lips to supple fruit
Which beckon mine to approach?
Your arms are bark – earthy and dark
Your hands are eager vines.
They reach behind me and within me
While entangling with mine.
Flowers, they bloom upon my skin
Wherever you plant your kiss
Roses, orchids, periwinkles –
They complement tulips.
My rain of sweat and tears –
You show them gratitude
You understand love is profound.
Not only is it soft rain on hot summer days,
But it is a thunderstorm
which floods the ground.
Sometimes what you need
May become what destroys you
And true love is that which sees
The balance between
A plant drowned in murky mud
And withered stems with wrinkled leaves
So I dare you to love me
When I sprinkle, when I pour
I dare you to be wholly mine.
You are the tender tree
Whose branches paint grey skies blue
And I, your warm sunshine.
· 01/04/2018 ·
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