You want to get on your bike
And ride away.
I want to bury my feet in the soil
Of the place you call home
And grow strong again.
Days spent in the shining jewel
Hidden joy
Of what you mean to me.
This love
Is a masterpiece I treasure
Etched in the cold evenings
Of just two.
As my pen glides across the paper
Of my surrender
As I read to you
Until my eyes go blurry
And I'm soothed
By kisses in the night as between dreams
We find each other.
I am learning the meaning of integrity
Kindness
And devotion
In a way
That makes me feel free.
I never met any man who would just let me
Cry on their shoulder.
Now I think you're going where I can't follow
And I'm going where you do not dare
To venture.
It's not to be,
It came too soon.
But I'll remember when
Loving you
Was flowers in every room.
- Jenny Wren
