Like a tree our love grows, live oaks of yesterday's passion.
Left blinded and crooked, as the wind pierces through feeble mossy canopies.
Laughter and chaos, attracted like angry magnets these borders won't hold.
I'm ever bronzing, this equator knows not shame of lust.
You're ever freezing, north poles grasp on cold markham grass.
These planes fly over my head, how I desperately long to jump on their wings.
Rise like the Phoenix on my skin.
Take what I am, so that I could live again.
Protected by your tender loving arms,
Carrying me into bright lights of cities ne'er spoken, take my heart as your token.
The only thing you ever wanted, needed, was me...
Love carries in to bright light is amazing definitely in this sharing. Wisely penned poem shared here. Nice.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Left blinded and crooked, as the wind pierces through feeble mossy canopies. Laughter and chaos, attracted like angry magnets these borders won't hold.' Beautiful lines Blaine. Your reference to Pheonix alongside an airplane is really well constructed and it blends the mythical bird with the 'mechanical bird'. A very well conceived and crafted poem on love. Thanks for sharing mate :)
Thank you so much! Encouragement from all my peers is what keeps me going