Friday, November 2, 2012

Interwoven French Braids

a poem by Harlon Rivers



Weave the threads of this life
into your life’s rich tapestry
Braid my true nature intimately
into your silky-smooth hair
as if it were a seamless interwoven strand
in a Classic French braid... adorning your grace

Unravel the threads of this beating heart
Entwine the fibers of this soul,
intertwining the very fabric of our spirits
Witness life evolving into an ornate,
interwoven tapestry of utopia,
as dreams blossom into fruition...

The warp and woof of two unfinished lives,
weaving underlying structure,
on which an infinite adore is built
into the quilted fabric 
of eternal love

Entangle me 
in your sticky, silken web
Desire the essence 
of these threads that bind

Run your fingers through my hair,
spinning a silken cocoon,
enveloping all of this nakedness
in a passionate embrace
Surrendering flesh and blood,
as naturally sown seeds
reap adoring, committed wholeness…