I Cannot Stroll Along The River Bank
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I cannot stroll along the river bank
I cannot forsake my senses to the
Kaleidoscope of bud and blossom
I cannot surrender my soul to the rushing rivulets of wash and weir
Inhaling each stolen breath
I am defeated by the languishing air
Placating smiles, pleading in their defence.
They prefer deafness and arrange deliveries of lilies
White, for the promise of eternity
A pink healing crystal, with all good will
Placed in my unfeeling hands
Later, beneath the thickened black night sky
Swallowed into the coma of sleep
Relying on the physics of my beating heart
I gasp in my dreaming at the silent perfection of yours