Rose and Dove
A swirl green, yellow, brown coloring it's skin; thorns long and slender, sensual pain to share.Earth bound graven tight to fingery roots; mother's loving womb does harbour there.
Beauty built from the fallen; feeding, protecting, their all they do give.
Velvet skin tauntingly unfolds to hungry hearts; hopes, dreams and love exists without and in.
Holy white does pass on rigid and caressing wings; visions joined and love does blossom, taking flight.
Words and lyrics carved by sharpened tongue; mystery, ecstasy, joining souls, inner sight.
Wolves and darkened storms do not touch leaf or throat; power, strength, love was and shall always be.
Loneliness and despair, all but forgotten enemies; gently drifting in quiet peace on an endless sea.
Poetry by David W. Glavin
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Written on 2016-08-16 at 00:25
Tags Love  Life  Spiritual 
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