Elizabeth Rains Johnson
Ix - Poem by Elizabeth Rains Johnson
Once into my life you came;
To invade my heart and cleave the very essence from me.
Wrapped around my soul, the vitality is never tame.
To this end we stand at last . . . the fire is free.
Turned loose, its embers burst into flames.
Ah . . . it is as boundless as the loft sky.
Truly, the enchantment of my soul you claim,
And hold within your palm the will to try
To uncork the mind; breathe, and give this love
The fine age of a richly fermented wine.
Slowly we spread like the wings of the dove,
And float on the breeze, pendulous in time.
Your love, your pain, is so entwined
And, like a flower, unfolds into mine.
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