This is an older poem, written in highschool. It remains one of my favorite and eludes a title to this day


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If, my love, you look upon a thousandth star
and cannot find my light, do not leave in loneliness.
I will have emerged from the whisper of the Heavens,
pursuing my journey through the folds of time.
So shall I shine no more for the elements
distant and forlorn. I shall become the seed of your love.


If, my dearest one, you search the ebbing sun and
find my goodbye written in the parting shadows, do
not leave weeping.
I will have tread the vintage of limitless boundaries,
casting myself from majesty. I shall become the
root of your joy.


If, sweet one, you look upon the tide and do not my see
My reflection in the fleeting depths, do not leave sorrowing.
I will have separated from the sea to pursue the hindered rush.
So I shall become the chariot of your journey.
 




Poetry by inanna
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Written on 2009-08-21 at 12:47

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