Precious Mettle Poem by E. E. Green
Precious Mettle
The way I see you
Is the way
The night moon sees you
Illuminated in shadows.
The dream of my life
Has reached
Its shelf date.
So I am waiting
In glorious readiness
For a moment when
You turn towards me
& gaze at your own dream
Looking back
With all the tenderness
The human heart can hold.
A touch of silver
In the mud, Funny
What clay reveals
Hearty revelations
Of diamonds & gold.
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