the best is yet to be

Hyacinth garden

squeezing blood from a stone,

stains my heart

like a tattoo


lost loves silhouette..

blindly reaching

for a scarlet rose

patience searches

and chews at the

bits and pieces


is gathering  

I only give a wrinkled


each day just goes so fast

and then we found our loves gold mine

turn around and enthrall

lay down supine

gather memories

traveled together

far from lonely twilights faint ribbon

our hearts thrive

soft survive


electrified whimsy

lotus sound of joyous reflect

and peaceful content

grow old along with me

the best is yet to be

Author's Notes/Comments: 

with all my love

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