Here, I have come
Unashamedly again at your door
Not satiated with just some
But craving, wanting and dying for more.
While many kiss and seek refuge in Bacchus
It is you, my darling, who intoxicates and goes to my head
Your heady concoction both forgets and reminds
Of the many things said and left unsaid.
I can’t exactly remember when you first held my hand
Was I four or maybe three
When I first entered your land?
And you had just said, ‘You…are only for me.’
Yes, you are mine and forever shall be
I have often kept you safe and hidden
You were too precious for everyone to see
From the world’s roving gaze you were forbidden.
There are times when you appear all blurred and hazy
And I lovingly wipe the mist from your face
Smiling at the things we did like crazy
My love, I never let anyone take your place.
You take me places ancient and forgotten
You fill my senses with scents from faraway lands
You drench me in laughter like the sweet falling rain
You drown with me in sorrows washed away by Time’s sands.
You are my mirror, I have no desire for anyone
You show me what I used to be
You show me what I can become
And you show my reflections to become one with Me.
The seasons are now a little more tolerable
When your cool breeze mockingly challenges the sun
When your warm embrace transforms the winters into a fable
When your magical touch brings to life the dead leaves of autumn.
Sometimes I wonder if I should hold on to you forever
And let you die with me
Or let you flow like the river
So that you become my legacy.
In any case my dear, you shall be forever mine
Mine to sleep and wake up with
Mine to caress, love and pine
Mine to make new stories with, stories which are not a myth.
And so I stand again at your door
Not enslaved by any passwords or keys
Sepia,black, white or coloured…I will love you in any form you appear
My sweet beloved box of memories!
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