My Love
Though lovers are blind to faults and cures
Know that my heart's love is crystal pure.
I ask not for diamonds, or sweet, scented perfumes
Or kisses to caress my lips, as the waves do the shore.
I ask not an eternity, or blossoms feathered by time
To plant seeds of desires- of the moon, stars and sun.
I need but a moments rain to cool the heat of love
Minted with past betrayals, heart's elixirs parched.
I need but a friend's care to root the seed of trust
To fruit the garden of giving, and the feeling of love.
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