TWENTY DAYS

TWENTY DAYS
 
It’s twenty days from Love
Yearning stronger and longer,
A sensible Being,
Comprehensible,
Tangible,
Factual and real,
Indulges not in youthful speculation
As far as appropriate relation,
But Heart and Soul hear not a word
They know only a Sun shining for Love
And a Moon singing soft caresses
As Stars whirl in orbit scattering desire
In a Universe forbidden for all except Soul,
And Society would see her drown in his tears
Before shedding their fears
Of a summer and winter in a land of their dreams
Swimming in streams
Of an ocean blind from all eyes.
Cry, cry, cry, O Soul
For Humanity’s way,
Tear yourself asunder O Heart
For your Love is apart
From all that is false
In a world of fake art!
 
@patricia amundsen 10/2/18, 11.50am