Sorry, So Sorry My Love.
If I can put
The leaves back on our tree.
Colours
On the page of our horizon,
Before it turns.
Burns
With a flaming star,
Saying goodbye.
In the sigh of a sunset.
Or the rain
Of a blue monday.
In the courtyard of love's castle
I kneel.
To offer my heart
To a spangled canvas
Above.
Saying
'So sorry
My love'.
If I can light
You a smile in rhyming style.
From the embers
Of our dreams.
And walk with you.
With a sonata of tinkling streams.
Can I write
One mystical tune
Before we stand
Either side of the moon.
Can I pick up flowers
Where they were strewn.
Or paint us
A cottage
Where we can hide.
That rain washes away,
When we are inside.
And you will search my eyes
And feel my prose.
No need to speak
To a damask rose.
And now
I free
A beautiful dove.
Tied with a message
'So sorry
My love'.
poem by Kevin East
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