Your soul- -my refuge
we’ve weathered my chaos- -
a deluge of loss, gain loss.
Time- -only time nothing more.
We meld as one- -water colors
free in the rain- -fluid, brilliant- -
stirring of hearts, stirring
in this mobius continuum- -
dusks, dawns, warm- -cold.
You always hold me,
a peach blossom in your hand- -
softly, sweetly
despite things I do.
Our gentle drifting in you
an eternal thing.
Your eyes- -the unending sky,
you- -the expanse of starts
cradling me- -tenderly.
Safe- -this massive refuge of you.
We know
where this could go- -love- -
getting there is the journey
two hearts take- -searching
for the calm.
we’ve settled
in this fluid painting- -
water colors in the rain- -
absorbing the dusks and dawns,
burning red on the horizon
of our stirring.
Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.