Whenever she left
his soul
fell undressed
bound by her forever
beside a pearled gate
he lay upon a weathered bed
tied together
by a silver thread,
lit by a candle
too slow to burn
so soon
did she return
lost or found
was of no concern.
Then came the spin
until they spun as one
upon silk and feathers
touched and tethered
to the stars above.
As she was
embodied by the spirit
in which his soul was writ
once upon a time
amongst the eternity
of love’s paradigm.
BeLove © 2018

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