Perched on post of reason,
by river of desire,
hope’s petals floated delicate;
uncut, the soul did sigh.

In helpless held imagining,
tiny love did rise,
that yearning for your touch;
forever now denied.

Reason then did raise itself,
umbrella of the mind,
protecting from insanity;
dreams then full declined.

About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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2 Responses to Perched

  1. julespaige says:

    Life in a nutshell… Coconut or acorn –
    Thanks for stopping by…

  2. C.C. says:

    You have such a sublime gentleness in the way you phrase things and in your word choices. It’s beautiful to read.

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