Thursday, January 19, 2017

Tendril’s Valentine

Now the vine anchors the trellis
As much as the trellis anchors the vine
They could have stood alone in time
But now they’re mortally entwined
If you will hold me I will bring
You flowers many leaves
And many flowers
If you climb my silver towers
I will teach you how to sing
My flower is no little thing
How tightly can you cling
To life and rise on tendril’s touch
Not even evening holds as much

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