CLONED BY THE WATERCRESS
Ricardo Antonio Garcia
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Invisible Wren of my heart
sweeping through the void of my inner Soul
wheeling in the wind
sometimes I see only the blur of your beauty.
Golden leaves of a tree
or the quiet running stream beside your roots
you can be want you want to be.
Possession of a rainbow within
you glitter in the palette of the color wheel
and what color shall be your love for me?
Ricardo Antonio Garcia
____________________________
Invisible Wren of my heart
sweeping through the void of my inner Soul
wheeling in the wind
sometimes I see only the blur of your beauty.
Golden leaves of a tree
or the quiet running stream beside your roots
you can be want you want to be.
Possession of a rainbow within
you glitter in the palette of the color wheel
and what color shall be your love for me?
Azure skin, or the dark of night
will making love seduce you into a calm
still, and quietly subverted?
How the interior of my Soul affords your flight
gliding to the comfort of a rain cloud
rising energies of our embrace
gild the moon above our holy heads.
Never has the quilt of warmth been so blessed
listening to the silence of the rain.
God permeates your skin, cell by cell
resurrecting the woman with a gracing allure.
To be embanked in the arms of love
your indigenous truth finally rests.
Cloned by the watercress…
will making love seduce you into a calm
still, and quietly subverted?
How the interior of my Soul affords your flight
gliding to the comfort of a rain cloud
rising energies of our embrace
gild the moon above our holy heads.
Never has the quilt of warmth been so blessed
listening to the silence of the rain.
God permeates your skin, cell by cell
resurrecting the woman with a gracing allure.
To be embanked in the arms of love
your indigenous truth finally rests.
Cloned by the watercress…
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