sweet fragrant hands

we were wrapped like two leaves,
and in my hand i held sweet lemon thyme,
crushed, we let the scent escape onto the breeze,
perfect moments, hushed,
restless, this is how love feels.

the downy dandelion clocks
registered our time, in motions
of the wind and the sun,
as it changed, as we found our common tongue,
where words left, and our mind
were finally one.

the bee lives beneath the pond,
i would never have believed,
yet it is true, i have seen,
he comes and goes as he pleases,

as he is lost to sight, i sigh, and realise
just how much i love you now, for now
i am happy with silence,
just words, and what is left
on my sweet fragrant hands.

sweet fragrant hands

uncleblack

Joined February 2010

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