Do you feel me touching you through time?
Gentle the light shines on worn wooden board
Where you dance unseen
Yet I have always been, closer for holding in my heart, your motion
Through the filament of hours, our bond unbreakable
You … as long as you breathe and afterward too
Shall ever feel me standing, holding you up
Not the string pulling you to act
I am instead, arms supporting your effort
To Slough off the grief and find surity in one heart
In this ransacked world we call ours, you are home
You are the northern star
You burn behind my eyelids when they are shut
You tattoo your pigment into mine
We are woven together throughout time
When I reach, you leap, light as startled spring deer
Joining beneath the shade of night, mixed into each other’s color
I know nothing of being without you
For all of myself began
The day I saw you turn
And smile with knowing
You
Who is dearest
Shall never long for nurture or companion
I am the locket around your neck
I sleep in your dreams guarding yet
Any that may hurt you, let them try
For you are
My celestial bride
No distance or passing shall thwart
Energy recognized, even in death
Behind you I shall evermore walk
TheFeatheredSleep 
What a world this would be if everyone had someone who addressed them so, and to whom they said the same, and it were true.
Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
TheFeatheredSleep – A song of love
This is a love song…
“You are the northern star
You burn behind my eyelids when they are shut
You tattoo your pigment into mine
We are woven together throughout time”
I know no other way of describing it. To know this kind of pure, lifelong companionship must be priceless.
Very nice
Oh, what a beautiful love poem! 💓
Or “song”, as trE said.
You write words that deeply touch my soul, your title here beautifully befits your lovely poem, and I’m teary here, reading your finale.
“Energy recognized, even in death
Behind you I shall evermore walk”
So simple and straight to the heart. Compare this to the saccharine grotesquery of yesterday’s wedding.
Love is in the air, it seems 🙂
Oh Lord it sounded BAD! Embarrassing.
The less I hear about it the better. I cringe at the gushing of completely contrived emotions.
Awww,,,, … very touching and intimate…. the romantic in my adores it a hundred times over … 🙂
Viva the lost romantics who deny the trend toward indifference!
Sometimes that’s the hardest thing about social media, the fanatic surge and rush of attention for things that deserve no attention and complete ignoring of that which does. At least we have the moon.
My friend do not forget I want to get a hard copy (paperback?) of your poetry book I have not forgotten just waiting on you xo Thank you for your lovely appreciation of what I write
There she is! Hello lovely one. Thank you.
Love is the only thing with meaning in this world
It would be the kind of world I wish to live in
Can anyone have the moon?
I wholeheartedly agree.
Me too.
Clone yourself
Thought you were the current lighthouse captain? 😉
I’ll captain a lighthouse with pleasure, and the moon sails free 🙂
Brilliant!
🙂
LOL with a side order of 😦
Hahaha!
I’m emailing now.