Deep in the night

quark like

 

memory trembles,

 

down the road

I did not take

 

I was locked

in that rose garden.

 

You, shining, amplified,

a giant behind my man

 

your mind a flare of

greatness.

 

You spun century

& tribe, gave voice

 

to hopeful monsters.

 

There you sit, stuck:

& here I stand

 

time reverses every

known law;

 

but love remains

through scars

 

we bore,

 

our tussle

of difference

 

mind to mind.

 

High on Majorcan

hillside, scramble

 

over crumbling wall,

you strode your truth

 

not mine.

 

Now only love remains,

a silver thread of light

 

to guide us through

our next story.

 

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