For Ariel
Which isn't apt to be? Should I say
I will have you, dear, and we will
Walk a shaded path, our hands
Together, talking, and agreeing
Not to try to give a name to what
We have to do? We simply must
Be with each other. Wrongly? Maybe.
Briefly? Yes. And only in our minds,
Perhaps, but, after weeks of darkness,
I envision us in paradise. I have
Some hope. I hope that you do, too.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2015-07-09 at 16:15
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A Rash Act
Shall I be rash and write a paradiseWhich isn't apt to be? Should I say
I will have you, dear, and we will
Walk a shaded path, our hands
Together, talking, and agreeing
Not to try to give a name to what
We have to do? We simply must
Be with each other. Wrongly? Maybe.
Briefly? Yes. And only in our minds,
Perhaps, but, after weeks of darkness,
I envision us in paradise. I have
Some hope. I hope that you do, too.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
Read 61 times
Written on 2015-07-09 at 16:15
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