(Septet)
A simple arm drifting in the wind across the back of your sorrow
I told you how love can get buried deep into the bone and marrow
Seven lines four times for the twenty eight days of love
Pushing umbrellas of light stopping the rain from falling above
Smiling as she pulls you into her shine closer and closer to your calling
That momentary stare proving she cares and then you feel it!
Your friend and sun are rising
.
This morning you spilled virgin vinegar into her ears
That look of dismay on her face from your voice she hears
She binds you with soft hands on your mouth and chin
Pounding down all the ground around your feet
Preventing the stumbling against this one true friend
She causes a tear to seep down and loosen your grin
Pulling on a hug she hears I love you in your whisperin’
.
What has this privilege done to find myself here wondering?
This possibility that I deserve her soft swan song lingering
In the darkest of days swooping down like a light from a broken cloud
Fingers touching my hot jeweled words knowing she handmade the crown
There’s no masquerading when hearts of love become tied and bound
A simple stare will take care of simple songs life is singing
My only hope is that I can bring as much as she is giving
.
Lost time chased away the warm glow of her candle light
On loves flagship a friendship floats out to sea and out of site
In white salty lace she comes to rest her host is now the night
I stand on the cold shores wearing her very best dress
Waving good bye to the sun’s death in my friend and in my chest
Waiting for her sunset to invite mine in
You and I for all eternity, always the best of friends
