kingdombleached

I dedicate this to someone who's going through something I probably couldn't come within a fraction of relating too or understanding. Life always throws at us things we never expect. Things we can't understand and no matter how many questions we ask we're still left confused and frustrated because bad things happening to good people just doesn't sit right with us. This poem I call Aspire because we all want a bad scenarios to have a good outcome becuase it we all desire and strive toward it in that moment more then anything else in the world.

Oh dormant life in this vessel that refuses to come out

How long must I wait by my other half's side until you sprout?

Like a farmer I've nurtured this fertile vessel that is your earth

Now and forever I stay here and await for your rebirth

Oh I've shed so many tears as if to water you like a seed

To my forehead I place my palms vertically and plead

That you take up naturally where artificial is now bound

Her voice is the euphoria that my ears yearn for her sound

So when this comes into fruition I will lay her down on my rug

Passion fully expressed through touch, kisses and a hug

Examiners lack optimism and tell me to pull the plug

But in sickness and in health are those I long ago vow

To sever your lifeline is something I will not fathom now

So I will wait right here as I touch her palm to my cheek

Until the day life awakes as that is what I now seek