By Barry Long

Come
I will show you a garden
Where nothing dies
My respite for you
When day is done.

Come, I will take you with me
Hold my hand
My love.
Precious, faintest, sweetest heart
Love’s subtlety
Like purple dust
Afloat in light.
Elusive love lay in my heart
So light I felt it absent
So gentle sweet.
My pen as heavy as my words
Inadequate as my tongue
To name the namelessness of love.

Can I be so loved, so intimately, so divinely loved?
Is it possible for anything to care as much as love?

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