
without regard for garland
nor bitterness for want
of requital
notwithstanding geography
as garrison nor harshness
of the bygone
simply be
that's all
love's never a barter, my diamond
it measures precious as gratis
reach in, my soul
take what's cardinal
return when & if
you're able
allure of fidelity
is timelessness, not gold
my treasure, evermore.
3 comments:
great meter in this.
well thank you Gerry ... how good it is to hear from you ... i hope all's well with you, wayfarers ...
Usually takes me a while to get to my reader being on the road and all. :-)
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