Fountain and FlowerA Poem by UnendingOceans
I’ve seen him before,
amidst the trees in the park
where he parted the underbrush
and said, “found you!”
I’ve watched him before,
singing along with the birds in the day
or the crickets at night
on our walks back home.
His voice was a joyous ring in it’s own key.
I knew him many years ago -
we held hands underneath sunsets.
We made them glow,
convinced that the stars spelt out our names.
My lovely man, one day you will come home.
© 2012 UnendingOceans
Added on August 20, 2012
Last Updated on August 20, 2012
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