Made Whole.

Whole.


By this hand I carry not a moment of significance
no parted rose to caress thy cheek such
no gifts of lasting gold, nor fading silver hues
I carry no wants, no needs, and no sighs by thy beauty..

What frailty then is love?
what just state can be offered by a single heart, beating
what standard do I raise by this glory?
is it of war that I wage for thee?, peace?

I carry no words, to be whispered 'neath the summer's sky
I offer no fruit, to sate thy hunger
no wine, to quell a raging thirst
no music, that we dance unhindered of time..

I cannot take thy fire, nor thy past of unbridled pain
I cannot bring thee freedom, nor guide thy hand by the path
No, I cannot bring you these trinkets of a love ordained
I can bring only this, the whole of one, a soul laid bare..
and if such is your gift upon me, what more would thou seek?
when all that is luminous, is found in the eyes of each?


..T..