Roses from Fred this Valentine’s Day.
And Happy Valentine’s Day!….
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“You’re all I have”
Heard in the dark
Heart almost stopping
In an inattentive breast.
I dare not look at him
Too bald a sentiment
And too true to bear
A light, comforting answer.
What would occasion
Such a piteous sentiment?
When one has lived
Within another’s hours, days, years,
The fabric of this making
Can be forgotten.
The warp and weave, the very thread
That appears as if out of air
(and it does…)
becomes substantial,
it covers and clothes more than the body
and the life blood of sentiment,
Love-
Becomes the river within, unending,
Even transcending the pulse of life.
“You’re all I have,”
A whispered refrain
That echoes in the heart
And burrows deep.
Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2010-2018
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