South Of The Border West Of The Sun (Love Poem)
South of the border west of the sun,
Cluttered emptiness cannot fill the hole.
Bridges fell in anger replaced by loneliness,
Murakami makes our languishing love raw.
The reflective silence eats into my soul.
The hell in the empty hello from Haiti,
Wanting you but I am on a different plane,
Knowing needs, the threads of our tapestry.
You my missing part I have been looking for
Love expressed in my doubt of past escape.
Coming back to you the fragile love of my life,
Bringing balance as my past pain takes flight.
We know the house of cards has fallen down,
Seeking new foundations for living loving life,
Can this 'best thing' open a door to our future?
Smiling eyes become the windows to our heart.
poem by Ian Beckett
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