Modern self love platitudes
How could it help her?
Bound by an image and reflection
Unable to take in her own
Tend it, the shape of her
For another more worthy
Of her beauty within
Only his own face
In the mirror
While hers wastes away
A prison of smoking mirrors
Illusions never fade
So why pine away?
Every weekend, unobtainable
Wondering will they see
My light before it's out
Leaving only a remnant
A voice on a page
Well may we adore
An open book
A bird's song
A flower in spring
More than anything
To find a love
Where hope's restored
Is worth well more
Than all above
So many sights never to see
Hands entwined
River running free
Stones throw, skip in whirls
Wake cascade, eddies gurgle
Toes twirl as if they know
The sight of whom
A giddy girl
The brink of daylight
Sounds emanate to arouse
Stirrings of the heart
Tis true
I love her like
No one else
No one else's
Likeness is
Anywhere close
Begets yet another
Dearest meeting
May you keep sweet company
In these silver lined years
Peach tea horizons swept
Out to golden sea
May your mind sing songs
From your youth on repeat
As lines and marks of years
Trace exposed memories
May photographs long loved
Adorn cracked mended mantle
Carrying the weight of love
As much as you can handle
May flowers through seasons
Line paths you daily tread
Colours, changes, reason
May put us in good stead
Dip toes tentatively
Until foam tickles
Ankles, laps at thighs
Squeal and sigh
Brisk embrace of icey
Fingers caress each curve
Cool comfort clings
Loss of sensation
Tingling
Pure elation
Life goes on
Without the one
You loved
