A Gift from Alejandro
In a volume of endless pages
The poetry of a life well-imagined
With cries of despair tinged with joy
A never-ending kaleidoscope
Which we view from a common thread
This amaranthine floss connects our souls
Reaching into the past and toward the future
The present enjoined in the softest mesh
Upon which we lay with legs entwined
In a gossamer filament of purest light
The rays of the Sun are behind the Moon
Only silver shines in the darkest hour
And the clouds hide the brilliance of gold
Though its beauty does not wane
For lack of spiritual eminence
These morsels of radiant ingots
Gleaming high above our darkened canopy
Studded as starry currants in a baked bread
From which we will eat our fill
To sustain our love without end
LiNdA
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