Flesh-limbs entwine, your sleep secure,
cocooned from winter’s sting,
I kiss your smile,
caress your cheek,
and hear the angels sing.

I remembered how the autumn leaves
had fallen then blown away,
their final dance
had turned in time,
before the still of life’s new day.

Seven phaeons had passed
since I held you close
in galaxy 4723-12-409,
and through it all
our love rested still,
a bond so pure, divine.

Re-united at last – the circle complete,
I float, and wonder why
it took so long to start again?
Will you recognise me and
will you cry?



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nice poem

nice poem

Very elaborate and sentimental. Great job.