She Gathered Lilacs, for Beth by Michael Burch
She gathered lilacs and arrayed them in her hair; tonight, she taught the wind to be free.
She kept her secrets in a silver locket; her companions were starlight and mystery.
She danced all night to the beat of her heart; with her tears she imbued the sea.
She hid her despair in a crystal jar, and never revealed it to me.
She kept her distance as though it were armor; gauntlet thorns guard her heart like the rose.
Love!–awaken, awaken to see what you’ve taken is still less than the due my heart owes!
Originally published by The Neovictorian/Cochlea
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