#66 — My Silky Leaves Find Yours — A Love Poem
Even sincere feelings can be uncertain.
My silky leaves find yours,
In your snowy, glistening gems.
Squeezed between these enchanted hills,
Are the marble pillars of our friendship.
Water slides down the deck of your knowledge,
Where I both show and hide the tremor of my desires.
It’s hard to be indifferent, all this time,
When I knew something was there but not quite yet.
A snow drift catches at my brow,
Casting more shadows across my face.
Monsters of grass try to snatch my attention,
But all my attention was for you,
At least for now.
Just like the turbulent turquoise and blue of the ocean,
My feelings are both true and uncertain.
A humming music
Shifts through your fingers and mine.
We don’t chime,
Not in the way that I would like.
But it’s better to have some gossamer film between us,
Than to share nothing but an empty space.
Our music is fragile as a dragonfly’s wing,
So gorgeous yet so easy to lose.
