Masks
 

I asked your goddess to watch over you
The winds rose in response
I whispered your name into the wind
Praying that my love would keep you safe
The trees picked up your name and whispered
A madrigal upon their leaves
Passing my love from tree to tree.
Luna shown fully in her pellucid sphere
I was granted the memory
Of the night I drew
The cordiform upon your left breast
I relived the indescribable euphoria
Of sharing love with you…

Luck was not with us this time, Lover
I donned my mask
Shut off my pain valves
And hid that we ever loved
Except, when I whisper your name
Into the winds
And pray that my love
Will keep you safe.


 
 




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