Woven
Sweet and endearing
the supple honey of life's essence-
is found the soul,
of my beloved's embrace
existence
laden in longing distress-
there's no mystery of our passion
if I must say
fully- I savor the warmth
of a woven scribe,
love within each sentiment
of devotion
before the gazing eyes
of a burning sconce
that I might hold dear
these words-
I love you
and no other shall I love.
Alfredo Gonzales
11/3/2024
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