Beloved

Adrift,
the sienna leaves
kissed briefly
by a full moon
the shade of a silk slip

Adrift,
to Fall winds but I think
I understand things now
& the way they have to be
I remember everything
then fight to forget

There will never be a unity
not classically, not in reality
Never between yin and yang
though
they’resodamnclose

& it goes both ways

My imperfections are what they are
but he does not see torn pieces
of fragility
He sees mahogany gloss,
steam on the breeze &
endless flames

–LM

14 thoughts on “Beloved

  1. This was gorgeous, Lauren! You always weave such enchanting scenes with powerful evocative images – ‘mahogany gloss / steam on the breeze & / endless flames’ – wonderful uplifting ending
    celebrating our flaws 😀

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  2. I enjoyed your words dear Poet.
    “There will never be a unity
    not classically, not in reality
    Never between yin and yang
    though
    they’resodamnclose”
    I liked the above lines. Different things will do different things. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.

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