Image: “Heart Beats” by pyrodemi
Where Love Waits Restless
Clouds sail over
The up-stretched arms
Of the sycamores.
I cling to the friendship
Of small animals
Evolving through instinct
I have outgrown.
A magnolious man—
My true soul mate—
Fills my grateful heart
Grasps my busy mind—
But when I seek
The Master’s will,
I go alone.
Shadows of men
Are hollow shells
In dark wind.
Under a cloudless day
This passion pursues
Beached joy—
Flesh on the salt-sand
Of blood temptation.
Time—that heals—
Also opens new wounds.
Between heartbeats is the space
Where love waits
Restless for the peace of the soul.
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