i would give to you, my love <br />a thousand roses for your bed. <br />without a single thorn upon <br />and lotuses to soothe your head. <br /> <br />i would give you storms in june <br />to ease the hot mid-summer days. <br />the moon and stars, an entourage <br />to set your twilight hours ablaze. <br /> <br />and i would give to you, my love <br />the freedom that eludes your ken <br />my wings to use to soar beyond <br />your various imprisonments. <br /> <br />but there you are, with hands in fists, <br />with blinded eyes and heart of stone, <br />like some egyptian statuette <br />frozen to your granite throne. <br /> <br />so i will give to you, my love, <br />the distance that exists between <br />a living spirit and a stone <br />and no more ask the stone to change.<br /><br />moon batchelder<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-would-give-to-you-my-love/
