
i could
summon you,
but you are already here
you’ve been in my shadow
clinging to my insides
waiting for my consciousness
to ripen
waiting for my signal to open up
our shared eye
with you,
all our ancient promises arise
like shoots of green tendrils
ready to break through the land
and renew our promises
for a new
peace

Lovely verse Ka.
Thank you, so much, Brad! Your comment means so much to me 💗
You’re most welcome. 😊
There’s a sense, here, almost of finding where you belong, and realising you were there all along. The patience of the heart that loves, waiting to be recognised by the beloved.
Or am I being hopelessly romantic, again…?
You’re doing great! 😌
Thanks!
There speaks a truly hopelessly incurable romantic… 🤣
This is poetry! 💎💗✨