Gillena Cox

(1950)

Beloved


In my humanness;
Closed, coy and secured in me,
There I chose to dwell;
Where no hurt would pounce at,
My wounded, warm, loving heart.

A butterfly’s wings;
Softly, silently open;
Your eyelids flutter,
I pick up every nuance;
Tenderly, storing each.

It was portended,
Our being together,
A too short sojourn- -
Like the blossoms of poui
Before a heavy rainfall.

A lifetime promise,
There before all and sundry
Made to each other- -
As if wagging tongues ever
Stopped the inevitable.

Like ti marie,
My heart, held tightly closed,
Responding to you- -
Delicately, affirming
A healing that was to be

I feel that we can
Decline whatever boundaries,
And ever know love- -
Predictable as sunrise,
Rhythmic as the rooster’s crow.

I feel your soft gaze,
Without looking, yet seeing;
Your mind’s eye on me- -
Watchful, protective, lovingly;
Only a fool would crave more

When first I saw you
Covered in splendid white light
Like angels are- -
You flooded my future with
A tremendous worth of knell

Looking back without,
The longing of fools in love,
I taste, I see, love- -
In the sway of a blossom.

Today’s happiness;
That quiet kind of ripple,
Stems from within me;
knowing, sensing your presence,
As if you left me wired.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Edited: Monday, February 07, 2011

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