If (viii)

If I were to cherish you,

like the tides cherish the moon,

the birds cherish the skies,

the heart cherishes the touch,

would you always keep me close

so our hearts beat longingly as one,

our souls glide through the blue

and your love glows lastingly down

through the cimmerian darkness?

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Poem © Phen Weston, 2014

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