zondag 9 augustus 2015

Plaster

you stopped my life
put me in a cocoon
you gently caught me
in tender spun love

my broken wings
cannot carry the load
of a burdensome heart
I am earthbound

my hopeless tears
freeze until milestones
of my stationary life
they splint my being

my withered craving
to cuddle up to your warmth
is a defleshed desire
to let my spirit
die of starvation

your love cures
melts my steadyness
so I rise above myself
and it embalms my soul

I love you thoroughly

©MG20150729BS


Beauty is insight

the pure words
that you write
the fine sentences
which you send
with a wonderfully intention
exceed highly
the revitalized beauty
that I will become

by your beauty
which I reflect
in my cristalline heart
through the gash
you are visible
for them who
may see you:
my beloved

thank you for
your purifying love
I will cleanse myself
you are my sponge
and my sincere soap
fresh, soft and taintless
will you polish me
until pristine/immaculate* white

*which one fits better?