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Out Of The Closet

 

Out of the closet this day be found

      hiding too long

            escape must I

      winter’s long hibernation thus blooms

      returneth I to accept thee

                  mine foundation and inspiration

            thine beckon call I heareth daily

                  thy splendor I cannot escape

            master of excuses to hideth be I

            why playeth I such games with mine self?

                  denieth that which mine essence be

            more preoccupied with daily routines

                  than to put pen to paper and meet with thee

 

Now at long last in my backyard we embrace

      gazeth out to sea to be with thee

            blustery be thy love today

                  chill of windy salty gusts

                        penetrates to my core

            no other souls be out today

                  yet in shorts

                        to be closer to thee be I

      white caps brush thy stormy seas

            loving seagulls hover above

            the deepest of blue be thine eyes

            reflecteth love from above

      in nature’s embrace life returneth to this land

            green spring passion

                  sprouts flowering fruits

            did we sleep together

                  cloistered by winter’s snow?

            me thinks such must be

                  for truly I am never alone

                  together for all seasons we are

                  ’tis I that forgets to say “I love you” 

 

 

Out of the Closet

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