ETERNALLY by Alida Marais

Poetry has given me the ability to feel deeply, and to express what so many can’t…

I think we’ve been given voices to share with those around us, and sometimes you just bless someone without even knowing it. When our words bleed on paper, that potential always exists.

Eternally

if I could, somehow, dive

into the depths of your soul

where solitude seems to live

I would calm the storms, my love

redirect the winds of despair 

and carry your burden that  has become too

ponderous

bare

if I could, somehow, light 

up the darkness that engulfs

your heart 

I would pluck stars from the heavens

and shine the moon in your hours of dark

if I could touch you but once, my dear

for you to feel the flames of love I endure 

you would forever bask in my warmth

if I could kiss you, paint your lips with mine

you would feel our souls intertwine

-and my love-

if we were to become one

 the light of my endearment 

-that I have constantly shone- 

will leave us 

eternally

as  one

Alida Marais: I started writing after my Mother passed away in February 2010 and the Muse has followed me ever since. I like to write about love, loss and feelings. My first Anthology was printed in November 2013 (DIs net Ek). I live in Pretoria, South Africa and can be reached via Facebook.

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