© Aug 1993, Alan C Dougall
| I
passed by someone's garden and saw a pretty orchid. `Twas twisted and looked so sad. I planted it, giving space and waves of water soaking - Then dried freely in the breeze. I spoke into its open core and breathed life into its bloom. She smiled and was so happy. I was pleased at the response as she turned, watched and waited... "What more could I say or do?" |
Hearts
revealed, our roots were weak - tenderness had cracked high walls. Past pain known, future fears shown. Moving fast, you sensed my wants searching deep within my eyes Wide open - love I couldn't hide. A need for strength to say "No!", though what we shared was not cheap. More precious - but not the way. Drawing back from close embrace, I stole your naked beauty. "Forgive, Lord, what had I crushed?" |
| I
pointed to the sunlight so that each year she'd bloom, but She shifted with my shadow. She moved with me in moonlight, and stared at me in darkness - Nakedness exposed her dream. She spoke and stirred deep desire that flickered in the night Of what I had wished but feared. She smiled more softly to me; her eyes lured me to her side. "Had I tried too hard to please?" |
Trying
to undo the pain - love, so simple, so God made, We had twisted so much more. Meshed together, we couldn't part - both victims of the other's trap. Knowing we had gone too far. Summer drew its final breath - desire shared to sow a seed To fill the need (not the mind). Driven beyond our limits - one tear drop said you love me. "Dare a snowdrop be reborn?" |
| I
beckoned her to brush my trunk like cool rain drops she pattered - Unlocking shells around my soul. I stroked her stem and then stopped, ...But lingered on her silk leaves. She longed for me to pick her. I paused at the thought of home, landscaped gardens, full of weeds: "Wilting flowers, lacking care!" But I urged to feed this dream and smother her in dry soil. "How could I drown such purity?" |
I
returned to the garden - desert dry it had become. "My smiling flower has gone!" Your fond touch, your last deep kiss, your raised head and longing looks Held me up - right to the end... Then the brave bark falls, core cracks; this zombie returns to his home. 'Clear the garden.' 'Lock the gate.' Empty fields of flowers viewed - no same turned smile could I find. "Lord, how can I start again?" |
| Guilt-numbed,
I kissed her gently and then swallowed her beauty Drugged by nature's raw nectar. I held her dainty petals and devoured the sweet pleasure - Hidden by her foliage. Her mouth shone as perfect teeth and my warmed heart was bitten Never wanting to let go. I licked her luscious lip more and shaped her curly sepals. "Fire flames flared, how could I stop?" |
Ashamed
of myself (not love), I longed to be true to one Not whom I'd picked once, but you. What I can give isn't enough because "Yes" forever spoils - Pays death to me, then to you. I want you! (more than before), but you need His Love (no dream) To shine True Light on your Way. One Sacrifice births new Life - 'til that Hope, I share this pain. "As you want, am I a friend?" |
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