H: "Your bright smile seemed to have faded this evening.
Tell me, my dear,
What is troubling that mind of wonders?
What may this old Cerberus protect you from?"
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YN: "My guardian of the gate,
You do enough for me.
I seek nothing else but your heat.
The heat that shelters me from a terrible winter that is yet to come.
Your maws frighten my nemesis away,
Your talons, sharp, tear the veil of doubt,
This time, however, you shall rest.
May I ask a last thing of thee?
To grant me that indomitable tundra you once bore."
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H: "I shan't let your flame snuff out.
I shan't let you hold the freezing clamour that wilted my shoot.
Wherein your worries lay I will steer this boat.
Call my name, darling,
and this ship will soar roaring across the sky.
Do not eschew the encounter.
For you shan't face it alone."
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YN: "Why is mist racing down, to the earth, from my cheeks?
Why does each letter of your lyrics feel like a kiss?
I ponder if I have been bewitched by you.
Or if it is simply what they call love.
Will you hold hands, my knight?
Until dawn breaks,
And darkness ceases to subsume."
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H: "Why until the Sun's golden strands peek?
Why not for the rest of what's ahead?
When we are alone I will wipe out gloom's fiends from your kingdom.
These arms shall harbour you
And breathe life into the wilted ground.
And when the chaos subsides,
Then, ours will be the tapestry of dusk.
For us to prance on the vast constellations.
Let me bring you to my sisters,
To the stars that mesmerized you.
They are waiting for your arrival, elated.
Allow this soldier to dress you in affection.
Allow these tattered hands to amend your heart."
YOU ARE READING
The Hydrangea Garden
Poetry"Your eyes radiated mischief, and just like hydrangea, they brimmed with confidence. Yet, never did they flaunt such beauty." What it is that your lover and you brew in old parchment? No matter what he stood beside you, but what happens when bitter...
