I beg you to suggest
Anything more true
More real or noble
Authentic and honest
Enduring
Unrelenting
Inspiring stamina
Indeed the threads
Spun by the Fates
Than for me to make
Chase after you
The real thing
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Room to grow
As if humble seaside daisy
Clambered for sunlight
In pine forest
Until transplanted
Among seaside grasses
Withered in blinding sun
Unaccustomed to
Room to grow
Fleeting beauty
I gaze upon you longingly
A picture or memory passing
Clasped under glass dome
Of my mind
When did I fall prey
To such weakness?
Surely absence is not
The only cure?
How could I grow accustomed
Such beauty before me
When suddenly takes flight
Without saying goodbye?
Such love is immortal
Each passing season
Revived new colours
Never fade in time
To speak
A love silenced is something like death
A Lady’s Guide to Celestial Mechanics by Olivia Waite
To keep
As if you start each day by reminding your heart to keep beating
The Lady’s Guide to Celestial Mechanics by Olivia Waite
Chasing rainbows
Elusive as a dream
That fades softly
As I shake off sleep
Pouring out the memory
Of your touch
From mind's eye
Residue of waking desire
Lips tremble
Body shakes
Fall backwards
Into arms
Trust games
Waited so long
Floating freely
Downstream
Try to catch you
In real life
Only to fall
Cold revives
The favourite
Canopy protecting me
From passing rain
Haven among new swallows
Fairy wren nests
Happily proclaiming
Bursts of seed and flower
On show
Holding me upright trunk
As I breathe in
Most needed mood boosting
Spores emanating
From flourishing ground
Returns my demeanor
To more tender renown
A quick fix respite
From world spinning
Under feet
Grounding under mine
Until next time
Love like
Snow melt
Held captive
Many months
First a cadence
Overtaken by rivulets
Tracing their way
Through frozen caps
Underneath shimmering
Carving out
New landscapes
Courses join hands
Tumble to the sea
Cast out in pale blues
Foamy white curls
Atop mountain dew waves
Processing through
Daffodil mouths open
Corridors of new life rise
As if never seen before
Or again by these eyes
One little thing
Little did I know
A wildflower thrives
On neglect
The one thing
I cannot offer
Senseless
All senses speak to me
In the deafening silence
Not loved like
You ought to be
Left too long without
Tend and treating
Hidden among spotted leaf
My intention to drip
Feed love daily
Repaid by observing bloom
Only known pain
If I cannot hold
Breathe in perfume
Before you hide again
Daily dose until renewed
Count the stars of heaven 