Bittersweet

Love

so elusive

it gives

one chance

to be welcome

one chance

to be sown...

a flying seed

in the wind

a fragile start

within

... you almost

let it go

broken wings

of love

now try to heal

the hurting

Moved

In tears

because

I feel

too much

too soon

too beautiful

And the poetry

escapes me

because

poetry 

is him

is us

is the wet flowers

on the floor

the purple rug

beneath our feet

the eyes

looking into

other eyes

that look into

The years

of waiting

becoming dust

The proud self

becoming humble

in the face

of love